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.”

dumbfounded. This was the first time she had ever seen a man

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

that she 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 the panties?

face blushed. She admitted defeat, she would

off

to

into clean clothes before leaving

upright on the

I got you lemon warm

and sniffed his nose, as she frowned

warm hot water into her hand. He said softly, “Hold

and reluctantly took

drink. I won’t drink it

appearance, “Honey, drink

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

and covered

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

against Elvis’s strong chest and she tried to push him away, but Elvis took a mouthful of lemon water and kissed her again. He fed her deeply and forced her to

no room for resistance. Soon, the taste of lemon water filled her mouth, but it was more of a

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

she tried to vomit the lemon water.

stared at her

then did she realize that she shouldn’t have

stomach. “My stomach is uncomfortable. I want

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

didn’t, it was

advantage of you? Hold on, I