The Substitute Bride Doted by My Billionaire Husband

Elvis couldn’t admit that he was greedy for her body.

He leaned down and kissed her hair. The sweet fragrance on her body fascinated him. “Shall I help you apply the sanitary napkin?”

Olive was stunned. A man like him who ruled the world, would also condescend to help a girl fix her sanitary napkins?

“Mmm, no need…” Olive replied.

“Then do you want me to help you wash?”

“Wash what?” she asked.

“Wash my underwear?”

An image flashed through Olive’s mind. She imagined her panties being washed and rubbed in his palm. She was embarrassed.

“I don’t want you to wash my panties!” She blushed and refused, but she felt happy that the mant beside her was quiet caring-

Elvis used his thin lips to rub against her face. “Olive, aren’t you thinking

Olive’s face turned red, she asked in confusion. “What?”

too much?” he asked.

“It’s not just your underwear that needs to be washed. Could it be that you don’t want to take a shower, I can help you…”

It took Olive a few seconds to understand what he meant. He didn’t want to help her wash her panties. Instead, he wanted to bathe her.

The sweetness from earlier was gone. She quickly bounced off the bed and sat up, smashing her small fist on him.

Elvis wrapped her fist in his palm and smiled, “Sometimes it’s self-indulgent to think too much. Your underwear is stained with blood. If you want to lose it, I’ll buy you a new one.”

time she had ever seen a man who would

diamonds, and Mr. Augustine will buy me new underwear. Shall I say thank you?” Olive asked, as she

stretched out his big palm, “Do you want me

face blushed. She admitted defeat, she would never be

jumped off the bed

to be fooled by

shower and changed into clean

was sitting upright on the

time. I got you lemon warm

as she frowned in disdain

the head of the bed, then wrapped one arm around her slender waist and stuffed a warm hot water into her hand. He said softly, “Hold your nose

and reluctantly took two

hard to drink. I

appearance, “Honey, drink more,”

it anymore. Do you know how unpleasant

and covered

ended the deep kiss. He whispered, “It’s not that

a mouthful of lemon water

resistance. Soon, the taste of lemon water filled her mouth, but it was more of a healthy and clean breathe. D amn

the bed table. “In the future, if you want me

take advantage of me!” she muttered with a frown, as she tried to vomit the lemon water.

stared at her

beat. Only then did she realize that she shouldn’t have said

stomach is uncomfortable. I want to

with his big palm. He warned in a low voice, “Be honest, don’t stir up

didn’t, it was

advantage of you?