The Substitute Bride Doted by My Billionaire Husband Chapter 418

Chapter 418 Olive, love mel
He… What is he talking about?
What does it mean that she doesn’t want to be responsible for him?
Does that mean she doesn’t want to reveal their relationship to the public?
Does he want her to be responsible for him? Does he want to reveal their relationship?
Olive blinked her slender eyelids, and looked at him in amazement, “You… what do you mean?”
Elvis condescendingly imprisoned her under his body, then lowered himself, placing his handsome and perfect face in front of her eyes, “Olive, you are very smart in front of others, why are you not that smart while you’re here? You’ve become stu pid. No, you’re pretending to be stu pid. What I want
is
s very simple. Olive, you borrow my bed, so you should give me an identity!”
If his earlier words still confused her, these were direct and domineering, and Olive’s little head exploded with a “boom”.
She didn’t expect that she had slept with the prestigious CEO of the Augustine corporation, he would pamper her, do all sorts of things to prove to the outside that they had slept together, and now even demanded an identity!
Olive’s slender eyelids quivered like butterfly wings, and now their faces were so close, his breath on her delicate skin, so shady.
Olive looked at him in amazement, “You… What identity do you want?”
“What do you think? What identity can you give me? Elvis asked back.
1…”
Elvis glanced down at her bright red lips, two red sparks in his deep eyes. “Did you feel good that night?”
He changed his voice, lowered his voice, and asked her directly.
Olive’s clear pupils suddenly widened. Why did he ask this question? And how would she answer?
His warm magnetic voice hovered around her ears. He revealed a seductive look. Olive felt her eardrums ring, her ears were about to itch.
What exactly did he want to do?
Olive suddenly thought of a possibility. Was he directly seducing her?
“L…L… How about you?” Olive desperately pulled her neck in the opposite direction and asked him.
The strong arm that Elvis was supporting suddenly curled, and his thin lips fell to her bright red lips, giving a light kiss: “It’s great… so, I think we need to sublimate this relationship.”
Olive’s head was a mess. She couldn’t think of anything. She felt like she was being led by him. Now he is still rubbing her red lips as if he wants to kiss her. Her body, which was already soft, became
softer.
“Why… how to sublimate?” Olive asked, stunned.
“Look, we all have our own traffic now, every move attracts the attention of the public. And in the future, we don’t want to cause a stir. If we don’t want to get pregnant, we will be in the entertainment headlines. I think we should make our relationship legal to sleep together. What do you think of… a boyfriend?”
Boyfriend?
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Everything he said was true, but… why should they Why
still sleep together and avoid p would they legalize birth control by sleeping?
Olive felt that she had seen through Elvis’s true nature. He is a man involved in pyramid schemes, and he specializes in brainwashing people.
“No!” Olive refused.
Elvis raised his handsome eyelids and stared at her with deep black eyes, “So you really don’t want me to be your boyfriend? You really don’t want to… love me?”
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Olive closed her eyes, barely resisting his enthusiastic assault, “Elvis, why do you suddenly want to love me? Don’t you always consider me a frivolous, scheming, and flirtatious person? That I’m a bad girl. Besides, I’ve been married once. Last time you said you didn’t want to marry someone else’s woman. Why have you changed so quickly?”
Elvis felt that he had misunderstood her before, and it was not until her identity as Professor Hart was revealed that he realized how wrong he had been before.
Everyone at Imperial knows X. Before, no one would have thought that X was a girl around 20 years old. Four, five years ago she was fifteen, sixteen years old, a brilliant medical woman.
When this prejudice was gone, Elvis truly understood her.
The girl under him was smart, brave, and calm. She is like a sheathless sword, cold and sharp. Also, she is like a shining jewel, she is more like a rose, exuding a girlish charm, soft and fragrant.
She has many faces and many mysteries inside, which can surely catch all his attention and make. his heart beat uncontrollably.
In the past, Elvis had been annoyed countless times as to why he was attracted to such a mean girl. In fact, his taste isn’t bad. On the contrary, it’s good. He chose this girl in the crowd in a flash.
About her getting married…
Elvis reached out, ran his slender fingers through the hair around her cheek, and kissed her red lips. ferociously. Olive quickly pressed her small hands to his strong chest, trying to push him away, but the man’s tall and handsome body remained motionless, as solid as a wall.
Gradually, Olive felt a lack of oxygen, and she couldn’t breathe, because the man on her was stimulated by some kind of stimulus, and kissed her so hard, taking her breath away like a hurricane.
Olive’s slender fingers lost their strength, then slowly curled up, grasping the front hem of his shirt, and before long, the expensive, hand-sewn fabric was wrinkled by her.
Elvis didn’t close his eyes at first, he enjoyed watching her being bullied by him. He narrowed his eyes to look at her, only to see her cheeks flushed red, her clear glowing pupils starting to become blurred…
The body’s reaction didn’t lie, neither did him, and neither did her.
Elvis closed his eyes, kissing more passionately, his hands tucked under the silk blanket, resting on her slender legs.
It turned out she didn’t wear pants.
Just thinking of her sleeping in the blankets with no pants on, Elvis’s throat burning like coals. He lifted her legs, letting her wrap around his strong waist.
Because of this action, Olive pushed her whole body up, and her head hit the headboard of the bed.
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The hiss sounded.
Olive frowned and snorted.
The hasty kiss was interrupted, Elvis hastily raised his big hand to cover her small head, gently. rubbing it. He buried his handsome face in her hair, panting, his hoarse and masculine voice apologizing to her: “Olive, I’m sorry.”
Olive stared into his eyes. She closed her eyes and put her hand on his suit, only to realize that he had gone to bed without taking off his suit.
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