My One In A Million Wife (Ashlyn and Lucas)
Chapter 265

My one in a million wife [Ashlyn and Lucas] chapter 265

Lucas planted light kisses on her cheeks as he murmured, "Honey, you pushed me."

He sounded like he was sighing into her skin.

For a moment, Ashlyn thought she was dreaming.

He sighs?

"Lucas, do you like playing games like this? Do you like courting a woman after divorcing her?"

The woman's mocking voice sounded beside his ears.

The sigh she thought she heard disappeared.

Lucas' warm lips leaned toward her. "Will you say yes to me if I propose to you?"

Ashlyn's answer came quick. "No."

Instead of getting angry, Lucas raised his hands to run his palms across her collarbones as he laughed. "One day, you'll say yes to me."

He sounded confident.

Lucas buried his head into the crook of the woman's neck.

"Beautiful." Lucas was not a stingy man in dishing out compliments for Ashlyn.

Her body was capable of making any sane man go mad, and Lucas found himself panting in the narrow bathroom. Ashlyn was fearful of her own feeling-of that painful yet pleasurable feeling. The thing she feared most happened again.

It was all because of Lucas' prowess in teasing her.

The curse of the Spirogyra cried out for him desperately.

It urged her to move closer and closer to the man.

A beast-like glint flashed in Lucas' eyes as he lowered his head and consumed her beauty.

After a long while, Lucas finally let go of her.

When he saw her flushed face, the man parted his lips to say, "We've married for four years. Why are you still shy?"

His slim fingers raised her head to make her look into his eyes. The mist from the still-warm water complimented her blushing face.

Ashlyn shrugged, showing him her helplessness.

She was on the verge of a breakdown after the Spirogyra's torment.

She did not know why it loved Lucas best.

The moment this man came close to her and teased her, the Spirogyra would go mad, screaming at her to take him.

If she did not surrender to its needs, the discomfort she felt was as if thousands of insects were gnawing on her.

By the time Lucas carried Ashlyn out of the bathroom, she was already half-asleep.

Her eyes remained shut the entire time.

"Honey, I realized that you're becoming more and more eye-catching after our divorce." It was obvious from the man's tone that he was unsatisfied yet.

In his bathrobe, Lucas sat quietly as he looked at the woman curled under the thin blanket. The only part of her outside the blanket was her head. Her lashes fluttered, and she looked absolutely adorable.

Lucas gently touched the woman's soft cheeks before sitting by her side, making the bed sink to one side.

Not wanting to open her eyes, Ashlyn ignored him and continued to fake her sleep.

Lucas' fingers trailed to the back of her ears and started drawing circles at the dark hickey.

"Honey, why aren't you talking?"

Lucas reached out to lift her chin.

Ashlyn's attitude made him feel like he was monologuing, and it was not the best feeling.

So domineering. He's a tyrant. He even wants to control my speech.

The warm light of the bedroom enveloped him, and it made him ravishing.

Ashlyn's long lashes fluttered again before she gradually opened her eyes when the Spirogyra slowly calmed down. "Lucas, I'm tired."

The Spirogyra was continuously taking over her body, and she was exhausted. When can I be free of this thing?

The man left his mark all over her body, and so were his kisses.

Like blooming purple flowers, the hickeys contrasted against her pale skin.

"Then sleep." Lucas lay down beside her and wrapped one of his arms around her in an embrace.

The moon rose high in the sky. Some shared a bed but had different thoughts in mind; while some slept alone in their quiet room.

In a dark room.

Hera slowly came back to the conscious world. The world was spinning, and her body ached. Dizzily, she stood up and took a look at her surroundings.