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

pretty buttocks. He carried her to the desk. Once he had sat her down, he squeezed his waist

a posture was ambiguous

palm and touched the tooth mark on her pink

had been ruthless, biting on the skin on her neck. Some tiny heads

wound.

he kissed Olive’s neck, and

was forced back. He was sucking her blood. She flinched

hurts, Elvis,” Olive

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

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 the raging fire in his eyes was about to set her ablaze. She forced opened her

did she

stay with him

lips curved into a sarcastic and charming are. “I’ve almost searched everywhere, but there’s our place I haven’t searched yet,” he

did he want to search? Elvis lowered his eyes, and his gaze landed an her skirt. He grasped her slender legs and wanted to pull

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

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

Olive to realize the danger. If her skirt was lifted,

wanted to vigorously search

her hand backwards, and took out a weapon which was pinned on her hair. She wanted to pierce the small knife directly into Elvis’s

not move. He had already accurately captured her intentions and movements. He just looked at her coldly, and quickly sent his chest over. “Olive, stab here, you did three years

and she