The Substitute Bride Doted by My Billionaire Husband

Clara waited from evening until late at night. Hours passed and Elvis and Olive remained in the bathroom and didn’t come out.

Clara was so angry that she almost vomited blood. Opposite the door, the man she loved the most was making love with another woman.

In her heart, Elvis was a born king, with a strong, domineering, and contemptuous royal temperament. And with his temperament and ability to control his desires, even if she had Olive’s face, he wouldn’t have any sexual desire for her, Clara felt that he had a cold personality.

But she was wrong.

He also likes things between men and women. Really.

At this time, there was movement outside, Elvis carried Olive out of the bathroom.

Elvis’s husky, seductive voice reached her cars: “Olive, you should rest. I’m going to take a shower.”

Elvis went to the bathroom again.

In the end, everything stopped and it was time for her to act.

Clara’s limbs trent numb. For a few hours hiding in the closet, her heart burned every second with jealousy and resentment.

She gently opened the closet door.

Olive got up and got dressed. Her long drenched black hair framed her petite face and ruddy neck, her delicate skin was covered in a thin, crystal–clear layer of sweat, her eyebrows were slender and her eyes bright. There was a fragility and a nurtured charm in it, vivid and fragrant.

Clara stared at her, whispering, “Olive, you’ve gone too far. You agreed to let me be Elvis‘ woman tonight, but you came first.”

Olive felt weak all over, even her voice was lazy and flattered, “We’ve agreed to let you be Elvis‘ woman tonight, so your chance has come.”

“You…!” Clara clenched her fist, “Elvis and you have been crazy together for hours, now that if he’s lost his strength, what should I do?”

Clara was really angry. No matter how strong a man’s physical strength is, it will reach its limit. She saw that Dvis had spent all his energy tonight because of Olive, how could he have the strength to make love to her?

this,” Olive replied and turned

bitterly scolded: “What are you pretending to be? Isn’t it because you were subdued by Elvis? I heard you call him several times

front of the sink. She reached out and unbuttoned her coat, revealing her undershirt and the

white skin

marks spread from her delicate ruddy neck, down to her bra, and

sink, looking at herself in the mirror. Her slim face

undershirt and stepped

the sticky unpleasant feeling

stretched her slender arms. Elvis was really evil. If he wants

which had become stiff and hazy due to childbirth had softened, and

and

to care about anything, she would listen

around for so long. It’s time to bring

The next morning.

she met an acquaintance

night of disappearing, her whole body became like peach soaked in honey, rosy and

a coincidence.” Seeing Olive, Clara

Olive stopped walking.

came over, smiled softly, and said: “Olive, thank you so much. Last night, Elvis and I slept together, now I am

wavering expression, looking

a flower, obviously being taken care of by

Elvis really slept with

pursed her red lips slightly, “Clara, then I

you believe me? Elvis’s fitness is just off the charts. I thought he was powerless, but last night he was so enthusiastic.

“This is for

slender waist,

In the room.

it was just now, but she