The Substitute Bride Doted by My billionaire Husband

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Chapter 688 Olive, it hurts.

Elvis looked at her at the moment, and his mind kept playing her videos rapidly. She even cut her own

hair back then.

She wasn’t ugly at all.

She is the most beautiful in his eyes.

During two years of deep sleep, she gradually recovered, her whole body seemed to be reborn. From

the dead, she was reborn. Elvis held up his large hand, his slender fingers threading through her long

hair.

Now she is still standing in front of him. Elvis felt this was a gift from heaven, and he appreciated it

even more

Elvis lowered his eyes, his thin lips resting on her forehead, pressing a soft kiss.

Olive’s heart missed a beat. What’s wrong with him today?

“Elvis, what are you doing? Is something wrong?”

“No…” Elvis moved away from her forehead, his thin lips falling again to her long hair. Ile kissed all over

her long hair.

Olive tried to retreat, but her slender and beautiful back was against the wall, and there was no way

to retreat.

The clean and clear masculine breath emanating from him overwhelmed her.

Olive was a little dazed, her slender fingers scraping the wall. She knew he loved her long hair. When

she severely lost her hair and even started going bald in Visionary, she couldn’t keep his favorite hair

after all..

How painful it was.

Olive’s clear eyes were quickly covered with a layer of crystal fog. She began to struggle, “Elvis, let go

of me first. I’m done showering. You should go take a shower.”

“Take a shower?” Elvis looked down at her with a sly smile, “Why should I shower? Olive, what do you

invite me to do tonight?”

Olive, *…*

Although she didn’t say it clearly, she didn’t believe he didn’t understand. He is a bad guy, his head is

full of unhealthy thoughts.

Now he is pretending to be confused, clearly teasing her. Olive’s pretty little face immediately turned

suspiciously red.

She bit her red lips, stood on tiptoes, and hastily kissed his thin lips.

When she was about to retreat, the back of her head was grabbed. Elvis changed from passive to

active, pinching her red lips with force.

Olive’s slender body quickly fraze.

Of course Elvis noticed the changes in her body. Before today, he always thought that she didn’t like

him so she refused to have sex with him, then had to rely on drugs and get drunk,

Now he knows. When she gave birth to three children, narrowly escaping death, she was

psychologically haunted. Moreover, she had just woken up, her body hadn’t yet recovered. Elvis

regretted having abused her several times before. He even tore her apart.

“Olive,” he whispered her name, “Don’t be afraid. Leave everything to me. I love you.”

He told her not to be afraid and leave everything to him.

He also said he loved her.

Olive’s long slender eyelids trembled in terror. She didn’t understand the meaning of his words. What

did he mean?

Elvis kissed her tenderly but forcefully, his lips brushing over her soft red lips, then thrusting inside and

provoking her to dance with him.

His kiss was gentle and respectful. Olive didn’t close her eyes, just looked at him like that. He indulged

in this kiss with his beautiful eyes closed, every bit of his obsession and love for her.

Men are visual animals, women are emotional animals. His sweet words and gentle yet strong kiss

made her stiff body quickly soften, and she fell into his arms.

Elvis’ thin lips curled up. He hugged her soft body to his chest, rubbing her as if he wanted to dissolve

her in his blood, “Olive, let’s take a bath together.”

Olive’s face was as red as a tomato. She said, “No need. Take a bath yourself. I’ll be in the waiting

room for you.”

“Haha,” Elvis chuckled, his unreadable gaze fixed on hers. He half smiled, “I said ‘Let’s take a bath

together.”

His words were short and powerful, and couldn’t be further discussed.

Olive’s hand-sized face turned red and then white, and her wet eyes stared at him shyly.

Clara was still hiding in the closet, waiting for her to turn off the lights, and then change positions.

But Elvis seemed to know something. He refuses to cooperate and never gives Clara a chance to play

tricks.

Elvis raised his hand, his large palm threading through Olive’s dark hair, stroking it gently.

From an outsider’s point of view, he was just getting intimate with her, but Olive was startled because

she knew he had pressed a monitor into her hair.

Such a small monitor is barely visible to the naked eye, and he carefully hid it in his hand.

The listener on the other end now hears a whisper.

“Olive, from now on you don’t have to worry about anything else. You just need to take a bath with me.”

He pushed her against the corner of the wall and whispered.

Olive’s clear pupils suddenly constricted, she couldn’t even push him away. He really knew everything.

Olive wanted to talk, but Elvis let go of her hand, and in the next second, the world was spinning. and

she was being picked up.

The two entered the bathroom.

In the bathroom, Olive was placed under the shower. She wasn’t ready yet, so she wanted to run away.

But Elvis’s slender fingers suddenly pressed against her shoulder and pushed her back.

She was pushed against the wall and stopped by his hard chest. Elvis looked at her condescendingly,

his long and narrow eyebrows filled with a fierce coldness. He said, “Untie my belt.”

What?

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Chapter 6 Dive, it hurts

Olive lifted her leg and kicked him.

Elvis quickly frowned and said in a deep voice, “Olive, it hurts.”

He even cried out in pain.

Elvis is the arrogant son of the heavens, the domineering president. Even though he was bleeding he

wouldn’t cry, but she only kicked him a few times and he cried out in pain.

It had a bit of charm.

Olive angrily bit his shoulder.

Elvis let her bite, then reached out and pulled her into his lap. He was in pain, very painful. No one had

ever hurt him like this.

After Olive bit until satisfied, she reached out and unfastened his belt.

But she rarely takes off men’s belts. Because the movement was too hasty, she couldn’t take it off

anyway. She concluded, “Take it off yourself.”

Elvis looked at her. Her skin is white. She looks like a newly bloomed rose. Her neck is delicate, her

bones are slender. Just looking at her can arouse a man’s desire to conquer and destroy.

His deep eye sockets were slightly red. He said, “You greedy little girl. If you’re in such a hurry, I’ll give

it to you immediately!”

“Whoosh”, he pulled at his belt forcefully.

It was late at night.

Clara was still hiding in the closet, waiting for Elvis to take a bath to replace Olive, but no one came

out!