My extraordinary wife novel (Ashlyn and Lucas) novel Chapter 463

Summary for Chapter 463: My extraordinary wife novel (Ashlyn and Lucas)

Chapter Summary: Chapter 463 – My extraordinary wife novel (Ashlyn and Lucas) by joy

In Chapter 463, a key moment in the billionaire novel My extraordinary wife novel (Ashlyn and Lucas), joy delivers powerful storytelling, emotional shifts, and critical plot development. This chapter deepens the reader’s connection to the characters and sets the stage for upcoming revelations.

Chapter 463

Lucas found a fire burning in his heart as he stared at her.

He pulled the woman in front of him closer into his arms.

Her fresh and unique scent wafted into his nose.

The man’s musk enveloped her as she stared at the attractive face that was only a hair’s breadth away. Putting her hand on his chest, she could not help but pant aloud, “Lucas, don’t do anything stupid.”

Lucas tightened his grip around her waist. Complicated emotions were laced in his tone of voice. “Honey, tell me. What are you hiding from me?”

Under the dim yellow lights, the woman was like a goddess, whose beauty had stolen his breath away.

Lucas continued pinning her against the door, gazing at the woman in his arms. The heat in his heart had burned brighter with every passing second.

After another moment of looking at her red lips, he kissed her once again.

An electric current ran down her body, and Ashlyn found herself slumping into his arms.

Her long lashes that had formed shadows beneath her eyes fluttered like butterfly wings.

Her red lips were pursed, and Lucas could not make sense of what was currently running through her mind.

When he released her, his gaze was still fixed on her. Raising his hand, he held Ashlyn’s chin, while whispering into her ear, “Honey, if you don’t tell me, I’ll kiss you until you do.”

“Lucas, there’s nothing to tell you of.” Ashlyn tried to push him away as she fought to control the weakness overtaking her body.

Every time Lucas teased her, her traitorous body would weaken.

Her legs could barely support her.

Looking at the way that she was trying to suppress it, Lucas smirked. “Honey, why are you doing this to yourself?”

With the smirk still on his face, he swooped her into his arms. “You can’t even walk, yet, you’re still so stubborn.”

“Put me down!”

Ashlyn bit down hard on her lower lip.

Her heart was thumping loudly, and at that moment, it felt as though a heatwave had hit her.

The man murmured, his hot breath tickling her ear, “No.”

He walked into the elevator and headed towards the Imperial Hotel’s twenty-third floor. Spencer had already reserved a room for him on that floor.

Looking into the woman’s clear eyes, he hoarsely complained, “Honey, why won’t you tell me anything? It’s been years, and you still hide everything from me.”

Ashlyn had the most delicate facial features he had ever seen. He loved her slim neck, seductive collarbones, messy hair, and blushing face.

Her clear eyes held dissatisfaction. “Lucas, I don’t need you to poke your nose into my business.”

However, something unexpected happened to Ashlyn.

She found her body going numb, as the blush on her face darkened.

It felt as though the blood in her veins was rushing; quicker than usual.

She had struggled to catch her breath from the high temperature that she could feel.

The longer Lucas looked at her, the more intense his gaze became.

The way those watery eyes were begging for him struck him hard.

Burning up, Ashlyn found her rationality slipping away from her. She started to panic, and she could not help but grab Lucas’ waist.