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.”

you listen to me

“Yes.”

with her response, hence, he

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

on her bath towel.

immediately protected herself, “Damien, what are you

casually said, “I think we should try again

What?

“Mr. Robert…”

Joyce was so tired that she

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a cigarette.

the room. The woman was already asleep and

her, then

her.

around her soft waist and turned her over, making her face

little face. It was as bright and scorching as it

and kissed her red lips. The kiss was so good that

resist and allowed him take what he

At this

Joyce purred as if she

quickly let go of her and pretended

wake up. Damien opened his eyes again. His big palm shuttled through her hair.

in his body tensed up. After so many years, only

whispered her name into

—

dream. She was born to be the princess of Visionary. Her foster mother would always

did not understand what responsibility

on the swing with the maid pushing behind her. Like a little bird in a cage,

up to

a while, she suddenly felt like having

found the world’s most perfect gene, and that

she went to

However, something unexpected happened.

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

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

so he

a long time. He seemed to particularly