The Substitute Bride Doted by My billionaire Husband

Chapter 515 She Cried.

What did he say?

Olive glared at him fiercely. “Elvis, don’t you dare!”

Elvis slowly narrowed his narrow eyes. Her threats were completely useless against him.

Elvis tugged at the front button of her little black dress, but perhaps it was because he was in a hurry. He rudely ripped open her shirt.

The buttons splattered open. Olive felt a chill on her body. She exclaimed and immediately stretched out her arms to cover her chest.

Elvis stared at her pink neck. There was nothing there.

She hadn’t indeed taken his OneLove jewelry.

The pain she gave him three years ago was still vivid in his mind. Three years later, she did not even give him a reason to forgive her.

“Elvis, you’ve seen it. The OneLove is really not on me!” Olive exclaimed in a low voice.

Because Elvis had lowered his head and bit her neck, his sharp teeth had already submerged into her skin. Olive felt as if she had been bitten badly. The pain was really hurting,

Olive’s hands tightly clinged to his stiff shoulders

this moment, Elvis stood up and easily supported her pretty buttocks. He carried her to the desk. Once he had sat her down, he squeezed his waist in

a posture was ambiguous and

palm and touched the tooth mark on

the skin on her

wound.

leaned over, then he kissed Olive’s neck, and he opened his mouth

He was sucking her blood. She flinched in fright.

Elvis,”

were already stained with gloom. He looked sinister and bloodthirsty. Olive had already sensed his abnormality. “Elvis, what’s the matter with

red eyes, and said in a h oar se voice, “Olive, do you know how much I want to kill you now?” Olive knew that his cruel eyes were filled with hatred, as if

did she

even want to stay with him

lips curved into a sarcastic and charming are. “I’ve almost searched everywhere, but there’s our place I

eyelashes shuddered. She only had a skirt on her body. Where else did he want to search? Elvis lowered his eyes, and his gaze

humiliated her. Now, her clothes were disheveled, but his shirt and trousers had no wrinkles at all. He even had to search through her skirt,

to push him away, but Elvis grabbed her wrist in time and tucked her lunds behind her. He went on to

realize the danger. If her skirt was lifted, it would be a

vigorously search her,

eyes. Olive raised her hand backwards, and took out a weapon which was pinned on her hair. She wanted to pierce the

movements. He just looked at her coldly, and quickly sent his chest over. “Olive, stab here, you did three years ago. My chest

stopped, and she could no