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 released his

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

on her bath towel.

“Damien, what

“I think we should

What?

“Mr. Robert…”

that

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901 Bo Good, Be

a cigarette.

a while, he returned to the room. The woman was already asleep

at her, then

her.

He stretched out his strong arms around her soft

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

and kissed her red lips. The kiss was

she did not resist and allowed him take

At this

if she was about to

go of her and

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

many years,

her name

—

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

understand what responsibility

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

she escaped, leveling up to fight monsters and

suddenly

the world’s most perfect gene,

went to steal

However, something unexpected happened.

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

an incomparably ambiguous position. She looked at him

know what to do, so he leaned over and

her for a long time. He