Substitute Bride: Utterly Pampered by Her Billionaire Husband-Chapter 1114: You’re So Bad!

Cain Shaw propped himself up on the bed, looking down at her. There was no hint of a smile on his face as he spoke indifferently, "Give me the lighter."

Just five simple words, yet so domineering that they allowed no argument.

Christina Shaw’s heart skipped a beat. She had seen many sides of Cain: handsome, ruthless, gloomy, charming... but she had never seen him like this before. At this moment, it felt as if a layer of disguise had been removed, and his aura of maturity and experience commanded respect.

Christina didn’t dare to act out, instantly handing the lighter in her hand to Cain.

Cain put the lighter back in his pocket, then raised his hand and tugged at the buttons on his shirt.

Christina immediately lifted her arms to wrap around his neck, "Cain."

Cain looked at her, then slowly lowered his head. The distance between their faces shrank more and more.

Christina closed her eyes, full of anticipation, waiting for his kiss to fall on her face, her body...

The next second, with a "snap," the light in the room was turned off.

It turned out he leaned down not to kiss her, but to turn off the light. Christina opened her eyes and was met with a pitch-black view.

"Cain, why don’t you keep the light on? We’ve been married for so long, and you always turn it off. I can’t see you. I want to look at you."

For as long as they had been married, whenever they shared a bed, Cain would always turn off the light, leaving her unable to see anything. She didn’t like it.

Cain chuckled lowly, his voice laced with a cold, seductive charm, "I like... it being off."

Christina thought Cain must not want to see her face. To a man, with the lights off, all women look the same.

Christina didn’t dare protest because before their marriage, her personal life had been messy, even making Cain a father to a child that wasn’t his. Although Cain never mentioned it, this man wasn’t the same as before. He might soon hold a leadership position and control everyone’s fate.

Christina moved closer to him, "Cain, let me give you a son."

Once she bore him a son, their relationship would become even more intimate.

"A son?" Cain sneered, "Like Yuri Shaw?"

Yuri had been spoiled by Old Master Shaw and Christina to the point of being useless, just a twisted little mess.

"No, our son would definitely be smarter and more handsome than Yuri. I will certainly love our son more," Christina said happily.

Cain wasn’t interested in this topic and didn’t want to get entangled with her. He got up and directly left the bed.

Where is he going?

He can’t leave.

Christina also got off the bed and hugged Cain from behind, grasping his strong waist, "Cain, where are you going? Don’t leave."

Cain pushed her hands away, "You can’t even wait a little longer? Just hang on, I’m going to take a shower first."

...

Christina waited in the room, five minutes passed, and he hadn’t come out yet.

Unable to resist, she ran to the bathroom door, knocked "knock knock," "Cain, are you done?"

With a "click," the bathroom door opened.

In the darkness, Christina couldn’t see his face clearly, but his physique was still robust and upright. She threw herself into his embrace.

Standing on tiptoes, she kissed the man’s lips.

His breath was scorching, and in the dark, he directly pinned her onto the bed.

...

An hour later. 𝒻𝑟𝘦𝘦𝘸ℯ𝒷𝑛𝘰𝓋ℯ𝘭.𝘤𝘰𝘮

Christina climbed out of bed, and the room was filled with the fragrance of indulgence, having just endured an intense session.

Suppressing the soreness in her body, Christina put on a long dress, then opened the door. Cain had already left after they finished.

Outside the door, Cain stood by the carved railing in a white shirt. Seeing her emerge blushing, he curled his lips meaningfully, his voice profound and enigmatic, "So, did you enjoy yourself?"

Christina flushed with embarrassment, wishing she could throw herself into his arms again, "Cain, you’re so bad!"

Cain raised an eyebrow, "Alright, as long as you’re pleased. Go to sleep early. I’m heading to the study."

Cain went straight to the study.

Christina paused. She looked at him, his white shirt and black trousers precisely pressed, adding a few touches of aloofness. His body carried no remnants of desire, calm and indifferent to the extreme.

It was strange; he seemed like a completely different person from the passionate man on the bed earlier.

"Cain, it’s so late. Let’s not work. Let’s sleep together."

Despite being married for so long, he always left the bed, never sleeping in her arms, and tonight was no exception. He went off to the study again.

If it weren’t for their passionate session earlier, Christina might have doubted she’d ever had this man.

Cain’s steps didn’t halt; he just glanced back at her lightly, "Christina, take what you get and stop. My patience has limits. Don’t get on my nerves, okay?"

Christina, "..."

Cain’s figure quickly vanished from sight.

...

Christina returned to her room, lying in bed alone, thinking of Cain’s explosive eight-pack abs. She imagined how wonderful it would be to wake up in his arms.

Christina felt a bit discontented, and at that moment, her phone rang with a message.

She picked up her phone, having had someone look into Dianna Hollis. Now the reply came.

Unexpectedly, three years ago, Tanya Sullivan reinvented herself as Dianna Hollis, now Cain’s new lover and the City of Crestfall’s top beauty queen and a high society socialite. What’s more interesting is that Dianna and her nephew Yuric Thatcher are actually a pair.

How interesting.

Truly interesting.

Christina was someone with a possessive streak. She had taken care of all the women around Cain. Just thinking of tonight’s scene of Cain and Dianna entangled intimately on the street filled her with jealousy.

Christina thought for a moment and suddenly came up with an ingenious idea.

She opened her phone video. She had secretly recorded one earlier and immediately sent the video to Dianna’s phone.

...

Dianna returned to her dormitory, and her roommate Julie excitedly chatted away beside her, "Dianna, today Mr. Shaw was such a man. You didn’t see it, but he kicked that scoundrel Jack Alden to the ground. Jack couldn’t even get up again."

Julie then slyly moved closer to Dianna, whispering, "Dianna, who did you give your first time to? My woman’s intuition tells me you’re not simple with Mr. Shaw. Could he be... Mr. Shaw?"

Julie was a simple girl and the heiress of a wealthy family. If Dianna had a friend, it would be Julie.

Dianna’s small, goose-egg-shaped face was cool and calm. She tapped Julie’s forehead with her soft white finger, "If you have time, think about your thesis. I think it’s due tomorrow."

Julie, "..." Why bring that up? I’m doomed!

Dianna took her pajamas and went into the bathroom. Standing at the basin, she splashed her face with cold water. Then, with a "ding," a message came on her phone.