My one in a million wife [Ashlyn and Lucas] chapter 126
She took off her shoes to look at her soles. There was a blister from the continuous friction.
Without hesitation, she burst the blister and dried the wound with a tissue.
“You only have yourself to blame for wanting to look good.” A crisp voice sounded out from above her head.
Ashlyn knew who it was without lifting her head.
“Are you indirectly admitting that I’m pretty?”
Lucas was speechless, but it was not the first time anyway.
He sat beside the woman and placed her leg on his knee. When his hand wrapped around her ankle, he paused.
He looked up to find the woman slightly narrowing her eyes.
Several strands of her hair were dangling in front of her face. She looked cute and enticing.
Ashlyn rarely did her makeup; most of the time, she went out with no makeup.
Lucas had not expected her to look breathtaking when she did her makeup.
Ashlyn was about to put her leg back then when a hand stopped her.
With one hand holding her ankle, Lucas placed his other hand on the wound as he wiped the wound with a piece of tissue.
He was gentle, and his slightly rough fingertips were brushing against her soft skin.
An electric current shot up her body from the bottom of her sole and rushed straight into her brain.
For a moment, Ashlyn forgot she could struggle.
The light from the crystal chandelier enveloped them tenderly.
In an instant, her leg heated up.
Ashlyn did not know what words could describe her feeling. It was odd, to say the least.
“Why are you staring at me?” Lucas let go of the fair ankle in his hand. Even her slender and fair legs were pretty. Her feet had flawless toes with toenails radiating a healthy shade of pink.
Lucas found himself swallowing at the sight. He forced himself to look away and muttered, “Don’t wear heels if you can’t.”
Ashlyn did not reply to him.
When the man spoke, Ashlyn shifted her gaze elsewhere and tucked the stray strands of hair behind her ears.
She did not know why her ears were heating up.
Even her face felt warm.
Abruptly, Winsor’s voice traveled to her ears. The muscular man had a cup of ice cream in his hands and was walking toward her with a smile.
“This was just served. I took one for you. Try it.”
The romantic tension between Lucas and Ashlyn instantly dissipated.
Ashlyn took the ice cream and stuck out her tongue to lick it. Satisfaction emerged in her eyes, and she mumbled, “Thank you.”
The coldness of Lucas’ expression would have frozen the scene if it could.
Sensing the drop in temperature, she looked into Lucas’ cold eyes. For a moment, she thought she saw the ice shrouding the latter.
The man’s icy gaze was intense, and he looked positively murderous.
Ashlyn stuck out her tongue to lick the ice cream again. It was refreshing.
The texture was great too.
Wrath was boiling in Lucas. Is the food sent by other men that delicious?
Does she have to keep licking it?
What’s so nice about it?
Lucas clenched his hands into fists and walked closer to Ashlyn.
She widened her eyes as she stared at him. “What are trying… Ah!”
Before she could finish her words, she was in midair.
The man was carrying her in a bridal hold.
A word escaped from his thin lips. “Home!”
The natural fragrance from the woman mixed with the sweet scent of the ice cream. She was as sweet as a marshmallow.
The moment the man carried her, he kept away the murderous aura he was exuding.
Sensing the change in Lucas, Winsor held his breath and took a step closer to them to stop him with a disdainful look. “Mr. Nolan, I don’t think it’s appropriate for you to force her. Don’t you think so too?”
“Move aside,” demanded Lucas in a low voice and a malicious look in his eyes.
“Let me down, Lucas.” Ashlyn was embarrassed.
She could sense that their commotion had attracted the attention of many.
It was as if the dining hall had turned into a battlefield.
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Lucas and Winsor were glaring at each other, and sparks were flying.
Although Ashlyn’s sole hurt, it was a minor pain to her.
She raised her hand to pinch Lucas’ waist. “Are you deaf? Put me down!”
Lucas moaned in pain as he lowered his head to see the blush on her angry face.
A sense of tenderness crept into his heart, and he placed her down gently.
The moment Ashlyn’s feet reached the ground, she waved at Jared, who was chatting with several others. “Come here, Jared.”
Upon hearing her, Jared flashed an apologetic smile at the middle-aged man he was talking to and rushed toward Ashlyn.
Before he could ask her anything, the woman reached out her hand and shot him a glare. “Help me.”
“Yes, Ma’am!” Jared was close to calling her ‘Your Highness’ instead.
“I dare you to leave with him.” If looks could kill, Lucas would have killed Jared three times over.
He pursed his lips in silence as he glared at Ashlyn and Jared.
Feeling helpless, Ashlyn muttered, “If I can’t leave with him, am I supposed to leave with you? Mr. Nolan, what kind of relationship do we have? Think it through before you answer me.”
The man leaned down to twirl a strand of hair with his fingers. “Don’t you know what relationship we have?” he repeated the question to her.
“I know, and that’s why I’m leaving with him.” Ashlyn reached out to send a flying kiss to Lucas. “See you never.”
With her hand on Jared’s arm, the two slowly walked out.
Despite the discomfort she was feeling on her soles, her steps remained graceful as if she felt no pain.
The crowd subconsciously moved aside to clear up a path for her.
Rage filled Lucas’ lungs instead of air.
That disobedient woman!
Ferociously, he grabbed the whiskey on the table and downed it.
Then he strode toward the direction Ashlyn had left.
By now, Ashlyn and Jared were already out of the hotel. She was waiting for him to get his car from the parking lot.
Her hair billowed from the gust of wind, and she shivered from the cold.
Abruptly, a mighty hand grabbed her fair wrist and tugged harshly. Ashlyn fell into warm arms.
The man unbuttoned his suit jacket and wrapped it around her thin body. It felt as if the heat emanating from his chest was endless.
Ashlyn could feel the man’s firm muscles through the thin shirt he was wearing. It was exceptionally obvious as he took slow breaths.
She could even hear the powerful heartbeats in his chest.
A familiar masculine scent wafted across her nose. The man’s arms were like steel chains as he restrained her in his arms.
The husky voice and the man’s scent crashed toward her like a tsunami wave. “Jared is worse than I.”
He left you here in the cold, was what remained in his head, unsaid.
“But he listens to me.” Ashlyn’s voice was monotonous. “Mr. Nolan, please let go of me.”
“No.” Lucas’ eyes were bright as if a fire were burning in them.
Ashlyn turned to see the man staring at her, unblinking.
The glint in his eyes seemed to have gotten brighter.
He never once shifted his gaze away from her.
At that, Ashlyn knitted her brows. When she saw Lucas’ flushed face, a cold look emerged in her eyes.
Something’s wrong. Something’s off about Lucas’ expression.
“What did you drink?”
There was only one thought in his mind.
Pounce on Ashlyn and eat her up.
His strong willpower seemed to have gone on a strike. That thought was the only thing on his mind.
His gaze was fixed on Ashlyn, almost burning holes through her.
In fact, there was a hint of animalistic hunger in his eyes.
“Lucas, what did you eat? What did you drink during dinner?” Ashlyn asked in a firm voice.
Lucas remained silent. All he did was to carry the woman up onto his shoulders and strode toward his Bentley.
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Meanwhile, Spencer had reached the entrance of the hotel.
Lucas threw Ashlyn into the cars with burning greed in his eyes.
The engine of the car slowly started up, and when Jared drove over, he witnessed the scene.
He was at a loss for words.
Boss, I can’t do anything about this kind of thing. You’re on your own.
In the Bentley, the man’s burning gaze would have set the entire car alight.
Ashlyn climbed to a seating position on her seat and stared at Lucas, who had an unusual expression on his face. She pursed her red lips and repeated, “Lucas, did you eat something that was spiked earlier?”
What’s wrong with this man?
It’s obvious that something has triggered his primitive desires.
“Ms. Berry, did something happen?” Spencer worriedly looked at Lucas.
However, Lucas stared at her with eyes that seemed to get brighter with every second.
He reached out to pull Ashlyn toward him as he snaked his other hand around her waist to pull her into his arms.
“Alcohol. I drank a glass of whiskey.”
Before he came out, he had grabbed a glass of whiskey to drink because he was frustrated.
What they did not know was that two servers were trembling in fear at the dinner.
“What now? I served the spiked drink to the wrong person,” one server said.
“Who did you give it to?”
“I think it was Mr. Nolan who drank it.”
“Are you stupid? The drink was meant for Ms. Berry. You… What do we do now?”
Right after their conversation, the two took off their server uniforms and ran off into the night.
Meanwhile, in the Bentley, Ashlyn was struggling in Lucas’ arms. The heat of the man’s palms shocked her.
“Don’t move!” Lucas growled.
His large hand grabbed her chin and lifted her head. The woman had a tensed look as her hazel eyes glared at him.
On the other hand, the man’s eyes were gleaming frighteningly, and his face was flushed.
When Ashlyn saw Lucas’ face, she scoffed coldly.
It was obvious that the whiskey Lucas drank earlier was spiked.
Furthermore, from the way he was acting, it was something potent.
“Lucas, you’ve been drugged,” Ashlyn hissed at the man.
Lucas scowled. Despite the overwhelming desire, he didn’t lose his rationality.
Upon hearing her words, his eyes dimmed, and he frowned at Ashlyn. His tightening throat made his voice hoarse. “Hot… I’m so hot.”
He grabbed the woman’s cold hands and covered them on his bare neck.
He sighed in relief at the cooling sensation.
The man’s head was slightly tilted upward, and his Adam’s apple bobbed. In other words, he looked seductive.
Moreover, his wild eyes were narrowed, his long lashes were fluttering, and his sharp nose had beads of sweat on them. The masculine energy he exuded filled every spot of the car. The very look of him sent hearts pounding.
He’s too enchanting! He’s too alluring!
He’s the epitome of masculine beauty!
Until now, she had never known that a man could be as sexy and tempting as this.
“Lucas, soon-” Before she could finish her sentence, Lucas pressed her down on the seat with a loud thud.
He was rough. She ended up knocking her head on the seat.
Hence, the strong man pounced on the defenseless Ashlyn.
A throbbing pain came from the back of her head, and Ashlyn now had a terrified look on her face.
She stared at Lucas, who was pinning her down, as the man stared back at her. His dark eyes were like those of a panther watching its prey.
“Lucas Nolan, get up this instant!” The woman bellowed with controlled fury.
Lucas, who had an indifferent look on his face but was on the verge of losing his mind, answered her by pressing his hot lips onto hers.
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He sucked and bit on her lips.
It was rough and greedy; it was wild and domineering.
This is not a kiss.
It’s a beast venting all of its emotions.
A sharp pain was the only sensation Ashlyn could feel from her lips.
She narrowed her eyes and moved to push Lucas off her.
However, he tore off his shirt off like a maniac—the silver buttons falling onto the car floor—and revealed his muscular chest.
His actions were feral and menacing.
Ashlyn held her breath for a moment.
“Lucas, have you gone mad? Were you spiked with aphrodisiac or a potion for beast transformation?” she howled furiously as her delicate features twisted into an ugly expression.
She had never been raped.
It was obvious that this was going to lead to a rape case.
Lucas ripped her shirt off.
Frustrated, Ashlyn grabbed his arm and bit down hard on his hand.
He groaned in pain.
Regaining some of his senses, he looked at Ashlyn dazedly. “You’re a ruthless woman.”
“If you keep this up, I’d think that you haven’t been having any for years,” Ashlyn mocked.
At the driver’s seat, Spencer’s face was red from witnessing Lucas’ feral actions.
Sir looks indifferent and boring all the time. I never thought that he’d be as wild as this.
He nearly tore the steering wheel off when he saw Lucas ripping his shirt off.
Right then, he saw Whitland Villa’s main gates. With a trembling voice, he stuttered, “M-Mr. Nolan, hold on for a little more. We’re almost home.”
We’re finally here!
If Mr. Nolan really goes through his actions in the car, will he dig my eyes out tomorrow morning when he’s back to himself?
Which idiot drugged him?
I have to get to the bottom of this.
Ms. Berry is a doctor, so it’ll be fine to hand Mr. Nolan to her.
Therefore, once Spencer parked the car in the garage, he fled the scene.
Ashlyn stared at the speeding Spencer, speechless.
The two finally reached home.
The moment they entered, and she was about to change to indoor slippers, the man grabbed her by her waist and threw her onto the sofa.
He pinned her down with his towering body.
The force made Ashlyn gasp despite herself.
The man lowered his head and opened his mouth to bite down on her neck.
The pain lit the fire of fury in her again. She raised her hand, wanting to pinch him by his waist. The man forcefully held her hands above her head.
Ashlyn had not expected a maniacal man to possess strength like this. In terms of strength, she was no match for him.
If Lucas had not lost his mind or drugged, their fight would end up in a tie.
However, all she could do now was a growl as she glared at Lucas, whose eyes were bloodshot.
The woman’s delicate features twisted in anger, and her neck was covered with bite marks.
She could burst into flames any time.
“Lucas, calm down!” She squeezed out the words past her teeth. She was feeling homicidal. The only thought she had in her mind right now was the same as what Spencer had earlier—which idiot drugged this man and made him act like this?
Then Ashlyn sneered. Whoever drugged him is dead meat.
At the same time, the two servers who had escaped from the hotel abruptly shuddered.
In the room.
Ashlyn reached out her arm and grabbed the teapot to pour its contents onto Lucas’ head.
The cold droplets dripped down from the man’s now-messy hair. Yet, he still looked stunning despite his disheveled state.
For a moment, some of his rationality returned.
The droplets rolled down his cheeks, and the cooling sensation it brought lowered the temperature of his face. He narrowed his unfocused eyes and slowly raised his head to see Ashlyn staring at him.
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He froze before whispering, “Honey…”
“To the bathroom!” Ashlyn commanded.
She then pushed the man’s chest to distance them.
With an arm around the man’s waist, Ashlyn helped Lucas to the bathroom with difficulty. The man’s footsteps were unsteady, and he placed most of his weight on her.
Without hesitation, she shoved him into the bathtub and turned on the faucet.
Ashlyn watched as the towering man sat in the bathtub quietly. She only turned off the faucet when the water level went past his waist.
Lucas’ wet hair made him look much wilder than he usually was.
The cold water made the blush fade on his face, but the soaked man in the tub was a seductive sight.
Splashes of water droplets dotted his chest, and he looked enticing.
With one sitting at the edge of the bathtub and another in the bathtub, the two looked at each other.
“It’s hot,” said the man after a long while.
His voice was hoarse, and he seemed dazed.
He knew he was sitting in a tub of cold water, but it felt as if he was in a hot spring. If he were hallucinating, he would definitely see his skin turning into lava.
The heat he felt before entering the tub returned with renewed vigor.
This time, it hit him worse than the last.
It’s so uncomfortable. I feel like I’m going to explode into flames.
Lucas reached out to grab the edge of the woman’s shirt. He then looked at her miserably.
“It’s hot,” he muttered again.
It’s so hot, it’s so hot. It felt as if his rationality was burning away. All he wanted to do was to wreck the woman in front of him.
Under the light, she seemed to be glowing; the sight of her was capturing his heart.
Ashlyn furrowed her brows as she looked at Lucas. She could not believe that she had just seen a tinge of helplessness in the strong man’s eyes.
I must be hallucinating.
This man doesn’t even fear death. How can he be helpless now?
The heat that radiated from Lucas’ fingertips nearly burnt her skin.
“You’ll feel better after a while of soaking. I’ll change the water for you,” Ashlyn said to him before reaching to turn on the faucet.
Abruptly, the man grabbed her hand. “Honey, I’m hot…”
He held her hand in a death grip as he continuously repeated the same few words.
The heat was destroying him, and he was suffering.
There were traces of silent endurance in his eyes, and Ashlyn could see them when she looked at him.
To him, her cold hands were a respite from his suffering. He could not help but press his face into her palms.
He then grabbed Ashlyn’s face and stared into her eyes, the fire burning brightly in his own ones.
“Ashlyn… Ashlyn…” he subconsciously mumbled.
Suddenly, his large hand grabbed the back of the woman’s neck and kissed her lips as his other hand pushed her body toward him by holding her waist tightly.
It was a domineering act, as per his usual style.
Yet, Lucas found that this was not enough.
He bit on her lips.
Without warning, he pushed her, and Ashlyn fell into the bathtub in a loud splash.
The man quickly held her down as he kissed and bit her lips.
The sharp pain in her lips instantly attacked her senses.
Ashlyn tried to kick him away, but the man attacked her quicker than she could defend herself.
A hair-raising animalistic look was in his eyes.
Time ticked away.
As if veiled by a blanket of ink, the night was quiet and beautiful.
The only light outside was from the dim moon.
The bedroom in the house was dark, and the scent of love filled the room.
Items were strewn across the floor of the room.
A man and a woman were entwined on the soft, large bed.
My head hurts.
The man on the bed slowly opened his eyes as his head throbbed painfully.
He turned to look at the woman breathing evenly in his arms.
To his shock, he found red marks littered across her fair body.