The warning tone in his voice was clear.
Ashlyn looked at him without any expression on her face. She could sense that he was like a cheetah, waiting to pounce at her and shred her.
Her eyes shone like diamonds. A woman like her tempted him to the point of insanity. All she needed to do was to stand in front of him, and he would be lost in her eyes.
Lucas tamped down the agitation in him.
He then pulled her into his arms before carrying her up the stairs.
Back to that familiar bedroom.
Ashlyn was still in a daze from his abrupt actions.
“Take a shower.” She muttered to Lucas.
However, the man said, “Together.”
Does she think she’ll fool me twice?
Once he entered the bathroom, she would definitely escape through the window again.
Calming herself, Ashlyn uttered, “Lucas, did you think I won’t dare to get into a fight with you?”
Ashlyn was not one to cower from a fight.
“I can’t possibly hit you.” The man’s fingers wrapped around her wrist, fearing that she would flee from him.
He dragged her into the bathroom.
The sounds of running water traveled out of the bathroom when he turned on the faucet.
The mist from the hot water shrouded Ashlyn and made her look like a goddess as her dark hair cascaded down her shoulders.
Ashlyn thought about the time when they were still together. Back then, the two always showered together. She had been shy, and she did not dare to look at his face as she fumbled with his buttons.
How did we end up like this?
Like strangers. So intolerant of each other.
It must be because we did not love each other.
The man pulled her into his arms again.
They were so close, and Ashlyn felt like she would be burnt by the hot air the man breathed out.
“Back then...” Before Lucas could continue his sentence, Ashlyn interrupted, “Don’t talk about the past.”
He fell silent and started unbuttoning his clothes.
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