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 who

and Mr. Augustine will buy me new underwear. Shall I say

his big palm, “Do you want me to wash the panties? It’s not impossible, but you need to take it

face blushed. She admitted defeat,

practical actions. She jumped off the bed and ran

didn’t want to be fooled by

a shower and changed into clean clothes before leaving the

the room, Elvis was sitting upright on

in time. I got you

nose, as she frowned in disdain

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

pouted and reluctantly took two

drink. I won’t drink it

appearance, “Honey, drink more,” he

“I’m not drinking it anymore.

reached out and covered her lips

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

to push him away, but Elvis took a mouthful of lemon water and

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

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

a frown, as she tried to vomit the lemon water. Her two

stared at her

then did she realize that she shouldn’t have said

stomach. “My stomach is uncomfortable. I want to

warned in a low voice, “Be

didn’t, it was

take advantage of you? Hold on, I