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.”

you listen to me in the

“Yes.”

with her response, hence,

to run away, but Damien had already pushed her

on her bath towel.

immediately protected herself, “Damien, what are

said, “I think we should

What?

“Mr. Robert…”

was so tired that

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a cigarette.

room. The woman was already asleep and

at her, then lifted the blanket and went to

her.

out his strong arms around her soft waist and turned

looked at her little face. It was as bright and scorching as it was

frowned and kissed her red lips. The kiss

her sleep, she did not resist and allowed him take what

At this

moment, Joyce purred as if she was about to

her and pretended

eyes again. His big palm shuttled through her hair. He lifted his body,

up. After so many years,

whispered her

—

the princess of Visionary. Her foster mother would always tell her that Visionary

understand

the maid pushing behind her. Like a little bird in a cage, she was always

leveling up to

a while, she suddenly

found the world’s most

night, she went to steal Damien’s

However, something unexpected happened.

she was lying on the big soft bed, and Damien was

and delicate body into an incomparably ambiguous position. She looked at him and wanted to hide, but he covered her ear and

to do, so he leaned over and pursed her