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.”

first time she had ever seen

jewelry and diamonds, and Mr. Augustine will buy me new underwear. Shall

was angry. He quickly stood up and stood by the bedside. He looked at her. seriously and stretched out his big palm, “Do you want me to wash

She admitted defeat, she would never be

She jumped off

want to be fooled by

a shower and changed into clean clothes before leaving the

Elvis was sitting upright on the edge of

time. I got

climbed onto the bed and sniffed his nose, as she frowned in

one arm around her slender waist and stuffed a warm hot water into her hand. He said softly,

reluctantly took

hard to drink. I

at her delicate appearance, “Honey, drink

palm away. “I’m not drinking it anymore. Do

out and covered her

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

to push him away, but Elvis took a mouthful of lemon water and kissed her again. He fed her deeply and

was crushed by him, and there was no room for resistance. Soon, the taste of lemon water filled her mouth, but it was more of a healthy and clean breathe. D

placed the empty cup on the bed table. “In the future, if

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

stared at her

a beat. Only then did she realize

stomach. “My stomach is uncomfortable.

He warned in

it was

I try to take advantage of