My One in a Million Wife

My one in a million wife [Ashlyn and Lucas] chapter 132

Crack!

The whip landed again. The man’s muscular chest was covered in red whip marks. He did not look disheveled at all; instead, he looked wild and deadly charming.

There was an air of dominance that shrouded him, and there was a crackling flame in his eyes. He hissed, “Ashlyn, you’ll regret this!”

“I’m half-dead from your torment. All I’m doing now is to return you a tiny part of what you’ve done to me,” Ashlyn sneered.

The man started struggling vigorously against the ropes that bound his hands and legs.

He had a terrifying expression on his face as he growled.

When the whip landed again, the man jerked up from the bed.

Snap! It was a loud noise.

He had broken free of his restraints. With bloodshot eyes, he grabbed the whip before it could do anything else.

Ashlyn then fell into his stiff arms.

His divinely features twisted into a wrathful look. When the afternoon sun shone on his face, he looked irresistible.

Being tied up and whipped was an intense humiliation for Lucas.

tightly as if he wanted to meld her into his

lenient with her. She’s acting like she’s

clenched into

not expected Lucas to be so strong.

this man was exceptionally

in Lucas’ veins. It was burning so strong that he wanted to shred her right here and

not

way out, the man’s lips abruptly

admit I was playing rough earlier, but

took control of the situation and started

as if she was competing with the

hour later, Ashlyn lay on

he slapped

What a disobedient girl!

such a

time Ashlyn woke again, it

was not on the bed.

over the window. Pressing down hard

ran to the gates. After sweeping her gaze at

had beaten up Lucas. That tyrannical man was barely a man at all. He had trapped her on the bed for

she was but a weak land; she could not continue to endure him endlessly

raised her head to look at