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.

Ashlyn’s waist tightly as if he

with her. She’s acting like she’s

hands clenched into

Lucas to be so strong. Those ropes

exceptionally strong all along. But not

fury burning in Lucas’ veins. It was burning so strong that he wanted to shred

was not

the man’s lips abruptly on hers, as though he

rough earlier, but why

the situation and started attacking

was as if she was competing with the

Ashlyn lay

angrily as he

What a disobedient girl!

such a thing

woke again, it was

Lucas was not on the bed.

she nimbly climbed over the window. Pressing down hard on

she ran to the gates. After sweeping her gaze at her surroundings, she climbed up the wall and escaped

a man at all. He had trapped her on the bed for an entire day and night, and she did not want to keep up

ox, and she was but a weak land; she could not continue to endure

raised her head to look at the beautiful red