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The Duke’s Substitute Bride is a Maid - Chapter 23

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Irene wrapped her arms around Ronald’s neck and wrapped her fingers around his golden curly hair. In a seductive voice, she asked, “Is that so?”

She lifted her leg and pressed Ronald under her body.

She even bent down and licked Ronald’s Adam’s apple with her tongue. Her soft golden hair gently swept over Ronald’s exposed muscles.

Without needing Ronald to do anything, she placed her hands behind her back, pulled down the zipper of her long dress, unbuttoned her bra, and used the red specks on her chest to caress Ronald’s bulge.

Although Ronald knew that the woman in front of him took the initiative in order to stop him from pursuing her for the mistake of lying.

But in the face of such a passionate Irene, he simply could not bear it.

Ronald raised his head and wanted to kiss Irene’s red lips, but Irene took a step back and looked at Ronald with her beautiful eyes. “General Ronald, don’t be so anxious.”

Irene used the base of her thigh to rub against Ronald’s already erect member. Suddenly, she grabbed Ronald’s member with one hand, and her moist and hot breath gushed into Ronald’s ear. “My dear general, you’re hard.”

Ronald grabbed the back of Irene’s head and didn’t let her leave. He cursed in a low voice, “You fairy!”

Irene stuck out her tongue and licked Ronald’s ear. “I’m still a charming fairy.”

Ronald exploded. He felt that his forehead was starting to emit fine beads of sweat, and his endurance had almost reached its limit.

Irene slid down and looked at Ronald’s member that stood upright. Her heavy breathing sprayed on it. “I’ll have a good chat with your ‘younger brother’ now.” As she said that, she sucked onto the proud, upright member

Ronald’s breathing became heavier, and his fingers inserted into Irene’s soft hair. This was a pleasure he had never experienced before.

He could even feel that Irene was using the tip of her tongue to trace the lines of his member. Ronald was trying very hard to control the desire that was about to burst, so he pushed Irene down again. His voice was extremely hoarse. “I still prefer to be on top.”

Ronald’s big palm slid down and his fingers reached into Irene’s secret place. After she got wet, Ronald sent his stiff member into the moisture. He felt that he had finally got what he wanted, so he pushed harder.

Irene had intimate relations with Ronald twice on bed. When he carried her to the bathroom, they did it once again.

It was already past noon when she was scooped out of the bathtub by Ronald.

Ronald lay beside her and fell asleep.

Irene was so tired that she tilted her head to look at Ronald’s face that kept going from bright to dark through the gaps in the curtains. She thought back to what had just happened in bed, and it was definitely the craziest side Ronald had ever shown her.

He had wrapped his arms around her waist, penetrating deeper and deeper into her while asking her all sorts of questions in her ear.

From the substitute marriage to her escape, from marriage to pretending to have amnesia, he interrogated her on everything she had lied to him about.

Irene had already felt the world spinning around her, and she had to find the energy to answer his questions as well.

It wasn’t enough to answer the questions; she had to seduce him again and again. She had to call him by all sorts of names, from darling to husband, from husband to brother. Irene could clearly feel that when she called him brother, Ronald’s attack was the fiercest.

In the end, Irene called him as a pervert, but Ronald still enjoyed it. “Not bad, you’ve learned everything by yourself.”

Irene’s eyelids gradually became heavy. She looked at Ronald’s handsome face and slowly fell asleep.

When Irene woke up, she looked at the sunlight that spilled into the room in a daze for a moment. Why was it still bright outside?

Ronald, who was wearing a tie in front of the dressing table, saw Irene waking up in the mirror. “You’re up?”

He walked to the bedside and handed the tie to Irene. His movements were so practiced that he looked like an old married couple.

Ronald looked at Irene, who was helping with his tie obediently, and had the intention to tease her. “Do you know that you slept for a whole day? You’re so weak. I should train your body with you.”

Irene immediately realized what he was saying. Her small face turned red and she suddenly tightened the tie in her hand. Ronald choked and coughed a few times. “What are you doing? Are you trying to murder your husband?”

Irene flipped the quilt off her body and got out of bed. “First, I need to have the ability to murder you.”

Irene instantly recalled the night she had married him. She had hidden the dagger under her pillow.

At that time, she really wanted to kill him. However, in just half a year, her mentality had changed greatly.

Ronald walked around the end of the bed and hugged Irene from behind. “It seems that I didn’t satisfy you yesterday. Shall we continue tonight?”

“Well…it depends on your performance.”

Ronald raised his eyebrows and looked interested. “How do you want me to perform?”

Irene held the cloakroom door with both hands. “Come out with me to buy cat food.” With that, she walked into the cloakroom and closed the door.

Hearing the sound of the lock, Ronald didn’t know whether to laugh or cry. Didn’t he just break into the cloakroom once? Was there a need to be so guarded against him? If he really wanted to do something, a mere door wouldn’t be able to stop him.

Just as Irene got off the carriage, she was knocked to the side. Ronald was about to go and settle the score with that person when Irene stopped him. “Forget it.”

Ronald obviously did not want to let it go. “No, I have to…”

“It’s really nothing. It probably wasn’t intentional. Don’t go and settle the score with anyone, and don’t go and settle the score with anyone in private, okay?” Her tone was almost pleading.

Ronald also let go. He stroked Irene’s shoulder that was knocked to the side and asked with concern, “Are you really okay?”

Irene shook her head. “Let’s go and buy cat food.”

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