The Substitute Bride Doted by My Billionaire Husband

With a bang. Dutton fell onto the soft carpet.

Joyce felt the pain when she saw Dutton fall. She was afraid that he would wake up from the fall, so she pulled out her slender legs and ran over to ascertain that he had indeed fallen asleep again.

Realizing that he had really not woken, Joyce breathed a sigh of relief.

At this moment, a big, well-defined palm reached over and grabbed her slender wrist and pulled hard. She fell on the man’s strong thigh.

Damien sat on the edge of the bed. He stretched out his palm and slapped her strong butt.

The crisp slap sound echoed throughout the room.

He actually sp anked her a ss!

Throughout her existence on earth, she had never been sp anked!

She was such a legendary figure that no one dared to spa nk her.

At this age, she got sp anked.

The hot pain from her buttocks made her pale skin boil.

At this moment, Damien’s low-pitched voice sounded, with a stern reprimand. “Are you going to be good in the future?”

This per vert!

He had really changed!

“Damien, don’t hit me, let me go!” Joyce struggled hard.

As soon as she struggled, her buttocks swayed.

“Twist your butt again!” He slapped her again.

Only then did Joyce realize how ambiguous their position was. She was on his sturdy thigh like a little girl, who was accepting his lesson.

“Damien, let me get up first.”

“Will you be obedient?”

“Yes.”

to

“Yes.”

hence, he released his grip

run away, but Damien had already pushed her onto the bed and reached out to

on her bath towel.

immediately protected herself, “Damien, what

“I think we should try

What?

“Mr. Robert…”

was so tired that

Bride:

Bo Good,

a cigarette.

The woman was already asleep

looked at her, then lifted the blanket and went to bed, sleeping

her.

out his strong arms around her soft waist and turned her over, making

as bright and scorching as it was

red lips. The

did not resist and allowed him take what

At this

moment, Joyce purred as if

quickly let go of her and pretended to

was no sound in his ears, and Joyce did not wake up. Damien opened his eyes again. His big

many

He whispered her name into her

—

princess of Visionary. Her foster mother would

understand

swing with the maid pushing behind her. Like a little bird in a cage, she was always curious about the outside

up to fight

suddenly felt like having

she found the world’s most perfect gene, and that

went to steal

However, something unexpected happened.

was lying on the big

straight body pressed her soft and delicate body into an incomparably ambiguous position. She looked at him and wanted to hide, but

what to do, so he