My Substitute Bride Wasn't Supposed to Bite

er

ed the pantie

nd saw his long fingers h

m his hand, careful not to meet his eyes. She was sti

er. In fact, he couldn't even reca

just as Claric

you..

im she had already d

aw her standing there with

one Clarice wore well. For now, silenc

nothing but a towel, beads of water trickling down her

ed throug

d in a low voice, l

She barely took a step when Theodore pulled her straight into hi

? Did he seriousl

him being impotent had come from. They'd only just reunited,

ound her waist and l

, burning away every cohere

, even. He cared about her pleasure, made sure she

ow satisfying the sex, deep down, she longed for

in place of Lydia, she had known e

d-she would yield, gracefully and sweet

tongue trailing across her lips, cla

ide his shirt. The way she touched him only made

her into his arms and carri

o put those panties back on,"

head down-deep-and began to kiss her, lower

t-a long, breathless night of un

-

n came up, Theodor

ight-it was a call from he

and Clarice's mother had built the Sullivan Group from the

families like the Grants, the

ould feel it. So when he showed up with a marriage proposal, Charles di

s, Clarice wasn't

led her to the bone. But when Lydia refused to marry into the Grant family, they immediately tu

ari

e front door of the Sullivan esta

ready raised her hand to slap her. But C

dge me?!" Lydia

sed to just stand t

y, raised an eyebrow-like sh

and turned to go inside, but

ault! You ruined my

in a brand-new white dress, expecting to

streak of red paint. Not b

d calmly, not even

a loved buying white dresses and

ion nearly made

then caught a glimpse of somet

ck down to her chest.

e's han

ecious sister Sophia. Deep down, y