Chapter 812 Okay, Macho!
The Substitute Bride Doted by My Billionaire Husband
âHuh?â Joyce looked up and stared at him innocently. Then she nodded, âYes, Mr. Robert. I can even write it for you and teach you.â
Damien was almost furious. He reached out and wanted to take back the book, âDonât read it, Iâll destroy it now!â
What?
Destroy the Cheat book?
Was his brain gone, hence he didnât even know how to appreciate such a good thing?
âDonât! Donât touch my secret book!â Joyce quickly raised her hand to prevent him from stealing it.
Damienâs body bullied her. One big hand held her wrist, and the other big hand easily grabbed the secret book.
He did not expect that with such strength, Joyce could not move because of his restraint, and soon, he was at a disadvantage.
Joyce had an idea. She quickly tucked the book into her nightgown. Then, she straightened her chest, as she pushed it to him.
She actually shoved the book into her chest!
Damien looked at her beautiful figure. Now that the book was stuffed into her chest, his eyes were red with excitement.
âDamien why donât you grab it? You donât dare?â Joyce hummed.
Damienâs throat twitched, and then he reached out and pushed her. Joyce was pushed directly into the soft bed.
Joyce didnât know what had happened yet. She wanted to stand up, but Damien had already covered her from above and he said fiercely, âJoyce, you brought this upon yourself.
He lowered his head and kissed her red lips.
All this happened so fast that Joyce forgot to grit her teeth.
Joyce was a little amused. His kissing skills had improved a lot from the previous time.
Joyce pressed her hands against his chest and started to resist, as she tried to push him away.
Damien used his fingers to clasp her two wrists and pressed them above her head. Then, he began to kiss her eyebrows, âDidnât you like this book? Letâs discuss about it tonight.â he said in a hoa rse voice.
Only then did Joyce realize that this man was not only boring, but also bad!
At this moment, he had retreated from his usual abstinence appearance, and was no different from other men.
âDamien, no, let me go! You better not force melâ
âI havenât eaten you yet, how do I know if youâre sweet?â Damien whispered into her ears.
Joyce probably realized that this time he was serious. He hadnât touched a woman in more than twenty years.
However, she did not want to.
âDamien, how dare you! If you force me, Iâll kill you sooner or later!â
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Damien closed his scarlet eyes, âThen i give my life to you now!â
Five minutes later, the room was filled with the smell of extravagance. Damienâs scarlet eyes were stained with a sense of decadence and frustration.
Joyce blinked and stared at him timidly and uncertainly.
Aside from foreplay, Joyce estimated that he couldnât go more than two minutes.
Damienâs entire face was black. He let go of Joyce and pulled out.
His slender fingers pulled up the pajamas on the carpet and he put them on. He adjusted and looked back at her. âDo you want to take a shower?
Joyce grabbed a pillow and smashed it into his handsome face, âNo!â
Damien did not avoid it. The pillow smashed into his handsome face and fell again.
âDamien, Iâm not finished with you!â
Damienâs eyes darkened as he pursed his thin lips into a cold arc. âJoyce, see the situation clearly. You came to provoke me.â
Joyce scowled.
Damien frowned, and his low voice was filled with nervousness that he was not aware of. âJoyce, whatâs the matter with you?â
Joyce frowned and rubbed her stomach in pain, âIt hurt.â
Damien walked into the bathroom, brought a warm towel and came back. He took a clean black shirt and put it on her. His hoa rse voice was soft, âDoes it still hurt?â
Joyce lowered her head and did not speak to him.
Damien was a little emotional. âIâll ask you again, does it hurt?â
Joyce kicked him, âAre you f ucking m entally r etarded? Why do you keep asking me if it hurts!â
Damien was firmly kicked in his thigh, and his handsome face ashened.
âDamien, go out and buy me medicine!â
âWhat medicine?â
âYou really donât understand or are pretending to be oblivious? Iâm still very young. Itâs very likely that Iâll get pregnant. Go buy contraceptives.â
Damien stood still and said in a stiff and unhappy tone, âIâm not going!â
Joyce was also angry. âDamien, donât you want to pay for the two minutes you just spent?â
Damien staped at her for a few seconds, then rolled over and got out of bed. He put on his pajamas and opened the door.
Someone outside the door suddenly fell in. âOh my goodness!â Mrs. Robert exclaimed.
Damien was speechless, as he stared at his mother.
âOh, where am I? Who am I, and what am I doing?â Mrs. Robert muttered pretentiously, as she peeked at Joyce in the room.
Seeing the unhappy gaze that Damien stared at her with her, she smiled shyly, and then praised in a low voice, âYou two did just great!â
Authorâs Daily Story.
11:38 The extended business luxurious car sped away. In the quiet and luxurious compartment, Alpha, who sat in the back seat, looked through the bright rearview mirror at the girl who was walking away.
He had seen her just now, and he had also seen the her chasing after his luxurious car.
It was her.
He recognized her.
She was the girl who asked him for his social media handle at the church gate that day.
Aiden glanced at his CEO. It was the first time he had seen his CEO fixate on a girl.
Alpha was a teenager, who had emerged and dominated the business world.
In the future, the girl who would stand beside him would also be the queen of the Augustine family.
Hence, so many girls flocked around him.
Aiden also looked at the rearview mirror. He also recognized Annabelle.
âCEO, isnât that the girl at the church gate that day? Itâs your birthday today. She should be here to give you a birthday present.â
Alpha indifferently retracted his gaze, and looked at Aiden.
âAiden, are you familiar with this girl?â
Aiden was speechless. He wasnât familiar with Annabelle at all.
Alpha, was naturally a jealous type.