She glared at him and hissed, âWhat are you laughing at?â
She was sorely tempted to slap the man six ways to Sunday.
âHoney, arenât you happy?â He flipped the blankets aside, not giving her the chance to escape.
Throughout the process, he did not move his gaze away from her lovely face, noting the proud and cool look in her eyes. There was also a hint of something he could not understand.
Slowly but surely, he approached her like one would a cornered animal.
Once more, he opened his mouth and what came out was arrogant in the extreme, âHoney, donât try to escape from me.â
Fury flashed through Ashlynâs orbs. âLucas Nolan, stop this madness, you hear me?â
If it were not for the Spirogyra, thereâs no way I would be controlled by this man!
She would have broken off all ties with him and disappeared from his life forever!
Her distant and aloof demeanor had Lucasâ eyes narrowing in displeasure. The temperature around them seemed to drop several degrees.
âAshlyn Berry, let me repeat myself one more time. Iâm entirely serious in courting you.â As usual, his tone of voice was final.
âYouâre crazyâ¦â she muttered. If even the ancient martial arts clan had to listen to his orders, then he was a bigger mystery than she imagined.
Thereâs definitely more than meets the eye with him. Other than being the president of Nolan Group and the head of South Star Airlines, there must still be something more. Some deep, dark secret that he doesnât want anybody to knowâ¦
Enduring the protest of her sore muscles, she trudged her way to the bathroom to clean up.
Somehow, resisting and rejecting his advances put her in a terrible mood.
A wave of frustration swelled in Lucas. Do I not treat her well? Why wonât she stay by my side? This is the first time Iâve wasted so much time and effort on a woman!
Fury blazed in his eyes and he growled menacingly, âIâve spoiled and pampered you too much so far.
You have no idea what a real crazy person is like. Ashlyn, my patience has its limits. Donât test it.â
With that said, he lunged toward her. Ashlyn raised her leg on reflex to kick at him. âLucas Nolan, get the f*** away from me!â
He grabbed her heel and reeled her in before pinning her to the bed again.
âHoney, donât try to leave me or else Iâll make it so youâll never be able to leave the bed!â
His vigorous movements had his muscles bunching and contracting sensuously.
Too bad Ashlyn was not in the mood to admire it at the moment.
She struggled against him with all her might, stubbornly refusing to submit to him.
However, she was no match for his innate advantage over her. As a male, he was born to be stronger than her.
âPromise me you wonât run!â At this point, he sounded like a crazed beast as he snarled.
Ashlyn was like a succubus that constantly tempted him and he could not bring himself to stay away from her.
After everything finally calmed downâ¦
Utterly exhausted, Ashlyn could only curl up in his arms limply as he brought her out and into the hot springs again.
She leaned back against his chest, not even having the energy left to speak.
He was an incredible martial arts fighter. She had thought that no one was her match anymore yet she was like a helpless kitten before the tiger that was him.
Just what other identity is he hiding?
Lucas stared at the worn-out woman with satisfaction, delighting in the love bites he had left all over her body.
Every inch of her skin was enough to drive him mad with lust.
He cradled her in his arms like the worldâs most precious object. Iâll never let her go.
The warm water of the hot spring alleviated her sore and aching muscles.
Half an hour later, he brought her back into the room to wrap her robe around her.
After that, he carried her back downstairs.
Apparently, Spencer had arrived some time ago and laid out a tableful of food.
There was steak, freshly-baked bread, fruit salad, some Chinese-styled dumplings with soup, and red bean cakes. For beverages, they had the options of fruit tea, juice or black coffee.