The Substitute Bride Doted by My billionaire Husband

Chapter 901 Be Good, Be Obedient

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.”

listen to me in the

“Yes.”

satisfied with her response, hence, he released his grip from

already pushed her onto the bed and

on her bath towel.

immediately protected herself, “Damien, what are you

think we

What?

“Mr. Robert…”

that she fell asleep. Damien stood on the balcony and

Bride:

Bo Good,

a cigarette.

the room. The woman was already asleep and

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

her.

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

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

her red lips. The kiss was so good that he deepened

did not resist and allowed

At this

as if she was about to wake

quickly let go of her

his ears, and Joyce did not wake up. Damien opened his eyes again. His big palm shuttled through her hair. He

so many years,

her name

—

to be the princess of Visionary. Her foster mother

not understand

behind her. Like a little bird in a cage, she was

leveling up to fight

while, she suddenly felt

found the world’s most perfect gene, and

night, she went to steal

However, something unexpected happened.

was lying on the big soft

into an incomparably ambiguous position. She looked

didn’t know what to do, so he leaned over and

time. He seemed to particularly