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Substitute Wife for the Mafia King Possessive Demand
“Desperate times call for desperate measures. Isn’t that what they say?” Alfred said with a pleased smile on his face.“Nonsense. Dahlia left this country many years ago,” I reminded him.“You should fire whoever is gathering information for you since it’s clear that he’s slow and not on top of things. Dahlia is back. In fact, she arrived just today,” my father revealed as his calculating smile widened.Dahlia is back…Why did she choose to come back?Why did you come back here, Leya?I knew immediately that my question was a foolish one. Dahlia didn’t choose to come back; she came back because she didn’t have a choice. Even after being disowned by her family and all that they have done to her, she is nothing more than a pawn in her parents’ game for power. If there was a reason that would compel her to return to this country, it would be because of her sister and nothing else. It was strange how I felt like I understood her and what she was thinking so well. Perhaps it was because th
Substitute Wife for the Mafia King Awaiting His Return
Just as always, Jenna was bossy and loved to nag at me until I did things the way she wanted. There were times that I found her annoying, but I have always appreciated all that she’d done for my mother and me.“Where is she?” I asked flatly.“You can come here and see for yourself,” she replied.Before I could respond, Jenna began pulling on the sleeve of my suit. There was no way that an old and frail woman with such a small frame could manage to drag me along with her, but I found myself following her willingly as she led the way into the mansion. Dahlia truly saved me the trouble of looking for her. One step through the doorway and I could already see her.“She fell asleep here while waiting for you…” Jenna reported with a worried look on her face.That worried look as she looked at Dahlia quickly transformed into a disapproving glare when she directed her gaze at me. I let out a sigh when I realized that Jenna was determined to make me out to be the bad guy in this situation. Alth
Substitute Wife for the Mafia King Won’t Let Him Go
After that night, Bradon hardly ever came home, and soon enough, I realized that he had his own bedroom located somewhere unbeknownst to me in the mansion. He never spent the night with me after that first night to my utter relief. Just thinking that I had sex with him that night made me feel very conflicted inside. The discomfort and tightness in my chest that accompanied my thoughts of that passionate night that we shared made me lock that memory away as I willed myself to forget all about it.“Can’t you put me down any gentler?” I asked sarcastically after he had practically dumped me onto the bed.Although he made sure to carry me all the way to my bedroom, Bradon showed no interest in me after he was done with the task. Once again, I had no idea what he was thinking. I watched in confusion as he stared at me silently before turning to leave.“Wait! We need to talk,” I cried out desperately as I reached my hands out to grab his arm.Before I knew what I was doing, I had already gr
Substitute Wife for the Mafia King Asking For It
Despite everything, I still had my arms around his body as if I was hanging on to dear life. There was probably no logical reason but only my stubbornness that kept me hanging on to him. The cold look that he had in his eyes transformed momentarily into a look of desire. With amazing speed, Bradon untangled my arms from around his body before pushing me down onto the bed. I felt the softness of the mattress against my back before the bed shifted under his weight as he climbed onto the bed and on top of me.“Bradon…” I whispered his name.His large frame loomed over my body, trapping me beneath him against the mattress. I should have felt scared of him but that wasn’t what I felt as my breathing started to quicken. His blue eyes seemed several shades darker than before, and I found them so captivating. My eyes drifted downwards from his eyes to his perfectly straight nose and then his alluringly beautiful lips.“It’s called ‘asking for it’,” he replied to his own question from earlier.
Substitute Wife for the Mafia King Mad with Lust
My body could still vividly recall the pleasure of our intense lovemaking from the night of our wedding, and I had to admit to myself that I was craving for him.Bradon bent down and began licking my collarbone before he began nibbling softly on it. I moaned as my hips began moving on the bed. Instead of pushing him away, I ran my fingers through his soft blond hair as I moaned his name softly. He licked his way down from my collarbone to the sensitive skin in between my breasts as his hand tugged at the small buttons in front of my dress.“Ahh…Bradon…” I moaned as I closed my eyes momentarily in bliss when he finally slipped his hand in between the opening in my dress.His hand finally found my breasts and began groping it a little roughly. I didn’t mind his rough caresses at all. In fact, it felt like exactly what I wanted as I felt my nipples harden into tight and almost painful knots. Brandon readily captured the swollen perk in between his fingertips before pinching it. I cried o
Substitute Wife for the Mafia King Double Hunger
After finding the sweet spot that made me feel good, Bradon wasted no time in thrusting his fingers against it faster and harder. My hips moved uncontrollably in rhythm to the movement of his fingers. It felt unbelievably satisfying and I could feel myself losing control from the addictive satisfaction of his fingers pounding into me. I wasn’t sure why I reacted so strongly to him, but it certainly felt amazing to feel his fingers moving inside of me. Regardless of the reason, I had to admit that he turned me on and made me crave for more.“Brandon…I…Ahh…” I moaned as I felt my head spinning.My climax hit me so suddenly and made me cry out in a strangled voice as my entire body spasmed. My pussy clenched hard around his fingers as I came. I was a panting mess by that time and my entire body felt like it had lost all strength. I kept on squirting my juices out onto his fingers as I rode out the rough waves of my orgasm.“You came so much. My hand is all wet…” Bradon murmured before he
Substitute Wife for the Mafia King You Started This
“You’re overreacting,” he said coldly.“No, I’m not…” I mumbled defensively.Regardless of his slightly cold attitude, Bradon offered me his hand as he stood next to the bed. After staring at his outstretched hand and hesitating for a moment, I finally slipped my hand into his to let him help me up from the bed.That was how I ended up sitting opposite Bradon at the long and large marble dining table. It was so late at night that I felt bad for interrupting Jenna and some of the staff’s rest because they had to set up the table for us and serve us food. To my surprise, Jenna was all smiles and she even hummed along to a tune of her own as she placed many dishes on the table. She made it feel like we were having breakfast on a sunny and bright morning with great weather rather than in the dead of night.“Bon appetite!” she said before smiling brightly at us.“Thank you…” I thanked her politely.Although it was happening much later than I had hoped for, I was now having dinner with Brad
Substitute Wife for the Mafia King The Real Groom
“I’ve been thinking about this non-stop, to be honest. Anthony, where is he?” I asked a I cocked my head to the side slightly to show my curiosity in an exaggerated way.Where is Anthony?Does he even know that I’m locked up in this place?Does he know that Bradon took his place and married me instead?Is he fine with it?I stared at Bradon as I kept a curious look on my face as I waited for his response. It felt like a storm was coming and I could feel it although I couldn’t see it. It was just a feeling, but I knew that I had struck a chord within him. Although his face still betrayed absolutely no emotions, I could tell that I had willingly wandered into forbidden territory.“Where is Antony? I’ve been meaning to ask since I didn’t end up marrying him and he definitely wasn’t at our wedding or the reception after…” I asked while trying to sound completely innocent.Bradon just stared at me as if he could literally see through my face. Perhaps in his mind, I had already become trans
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Substitute Wife for the Mafia King Unstoppable
Just thinking that the fool right in front of me dared to say he was in love with my sister, while he couldn't even tell the two of us apart, made my blood boil. It took a lot of effort to repress the urge to reach out and strangle his neck right then and there. I reminded myself that I had a part to play and quite an audience to impress."No... this can't be..." Mr. Malton whispered hoarsely from a distance, stepping even further away from me. I stood up from the table, grabbed his arm, and pulled him back to my side as I glared up into his face."It's actually quite simple to fool you. All I had to do was dress up in my sister's clothes whenever I met you and talk a little more sweetly..." I said, letting out a hysterical laugh. I could still feel everyone's eyes on us as the attention in the room escalated even more than before.Mr. Malton was speechless as he tried to pull his arm away from my grip, but I wasn't about to let him get away so easily."Well, now I guess the secret is
Substitute Wife for the Mafia King The Truth We Chose
I had no idea how Diana managed to keep the girls silent up until that point so that the news wouldn't spread; however, I knew that it wouldn't be too long before everyone in school knew about this illicit affair. We would be extremely lucky if this news did not spread beyond the school walls. Despite the gravity of the situation, Mr. Malton was already ready to make his retreat."What if they don't believe us? I feel so scared. I don't want to be alone, and I don't want you to leave me," I said pleadingly just to see his reaction."You know that I would never do that. It would just be temporary until everything blows over. I promise that I will never leave you. How could I possibly leave you? I love you so much," he declared his love for me boldly.The more dramatic things became, the more I felt that his act of adoration was completely fake. No matter how many times he claimed to be in love with my sister, it seemed like he couldn't even tell us apart. I wondered what kind of face h
Substitute Wife for the Mafia King Irresponsible Lover
"Leya, you need to help me find a way out of this. Diana simply cannot make this kind of mistake," my sister told me slowly and clearly as she stared directly into my eyes."You're right. You can't afford to make these kinds of mistakes," I agreed solemnly."No one else must find out about this. We have to do something before word gets out because word is definitely going to get out,," my sister stated calmly, and I could tell that she had returned to her calm and collected self."Can't we tell them that they simply misunderstood and that it's not true?" I asked, daring to harbor a little bit of hope."They probably won't believe what we tell them, but they might believe what we show them," Diana replied, and I could tell her mind was made up.Without using any more words, it seemed like an understanding had formed between us, and once again, it felt like it was us against the entire world....**The Next Day**As I pushed open the back door to the building that was supposed to be off
Substitute Wife for the Mafia King The Bigger Problem
The moment that thought entered my mind, I quickly killed it and pushed it out of my mind as if extinguishing a small flame before it would spread and engulf everything. I told myself that it wouldn’t have to come to that and that we could find another way to figure things out.“Does it matter? Why does it have to matter?” Diana asked, and her tone was cold.My sister’s response quickly snapped me out of my thoughts and back to reality. I narrowed my eyes at her as my irritation started to take over.“It does matter! Have you completely lost your mind? He’s our teacher,” I reminded her as I started to truly lose my head over what my sister had confessed to me.Had I known that the person she had been dating was one of our teachers, I would have definitely stopped her. That was probably the reason why Diana decided to keep it a secret, even from me. In reality, I had my own doubts about whether or not I could have persuaded my sister not to pursue her taboo relationship with Mr. Malton
Substitute Wife for the Mafia King Secret Boyfriend
"I guess he is not someone in this school," I said as I ran my mind through potential candidates who could be my sister's true love."It's a secret," Diana repeated again before pressing her index finger teasingly against her lips."Are you really not going to tell me?" I asked."Honestly, you have no idea just how much I am dying to tell you who he is. But you see, I did promise him to keep it a secret between us... at least for now," Diana said before flashing me a regretful smile."I don't think I will end up liking this guy. He's telling you to keep secrets from me," I replied teasingly."I'll make sure that you're the first one to find out," Diana promised me with a beaming smile."I guess that it's good enough for me that you're happy," I told her honestly."Thank you, Leya. I love you so much. You're probably the only one who truly cares about my happiness," my sister said before pulling me into her embrace.Back then, when I held my sister in my arms and hugged her back tightl
Substitute Wife for the Mafia King An Attempt at Revenge
“Shall we?” Bradon asked as he offered me his arm invitingly.“Thank you,” I replied as I smoothly slipped my arm into his.Appearing in front of the public as Diana, with Bradon as my escort as he flawlessly acted out the role of Anthony, drew quite a lot of attention to us. I could tell that Bradon felt restless, even under his calm and collected exterior, and that was probably because he couldn’t wait for this engagement announcement to come to an end. Even though he should have been reassured now that Diana was taking my place at the ceremony, it seemed that nothing could make Bradon completely feel at ease given the situation.“I sincerely hope that they keep it short,” Bradon whispered right into my ear before planting a soft kiss against my temple.I was sure we looked like the perfect loving couple, and perhaps that wasn’t so far from the truth. For the life of me, I had no idea how Diana managed to convince Desmond to let her take my place at the engagement ceremony, but I wa
Substitute Wife for the Mafia King At My Feet
"So, are you going to get on your hands and knees to beg? How much longer will you keep me waiting?" I asked while pointing my index finger at the empty floor right in front of my feet.If looks could kill, I would have died an extremely painful death, stabbed by the millions of daggers flying out of my father's eyes from the way he was glaring at me. Even when I was clearly his only route of escape from the impending hell that was awaiting him, it was clear that my father felt nothing but hatred for me. I returned his stare with one of my own as I continued pointing to the floor where I wanted them to get on their hands and knees."I'm still waiting. Oh, but if you're not willing, then I'll make sure that some men will escort you out," I said before grinning at them. I could tell that my father was hesitating, and that meant that he was truly considering abandoning whatever pride he had left to get down on his hands and knees to beg for help from his long-abandoned daughter.Time mov
Substitute Wife for the Mafia King Time to Beg
“Dahlia, dear! Please help your dear father!” The head of the Alnault family desperately pleaded for my help. I squinted my eyes at his face as I took in the evident panic and helplessness displayed on his features. I wasn't sure what I was hoping for when I wanted to see him, but his reaction surely surpassed even my wildest expectations. Gone were all of his confidence and arrogance. Perhaps, for the first time in his life, this man was feeling truly hopeless and helpless. “Dahlia! You have to help get us out of this. You need to help our family!”my mother's high-pitched voice begged openly for my help.I glanced in her direction. I wasn't at all surprised to feel absolutely no pity for her. The only question that went through my mind was why these two people were still standing on their feet rather than kneeling in front of me on their knees. My biological father continued begging while giving me countless reasons why I should help him out. However, most of his words were lost to
Substitute Wife for the Mafia King Early Present
It was true that I had ample opportunities to tell Bradon about it, but it was also true that bringing it up would ruin the romantic and joyful mood between us and whatever we were in the middle of doing. Bradon came home early and in time for dinner every day, as if it was a change in habit. We spent time together just like regular couples—staying at home, watching movies, taking a dip in the pool, walking together in the garden, and doing many other things just to enjoy each other's company. It felt like we were making up for all the lost time.…**Around a week later**Diana's brewing plan kept me on edge. The secret preparation for the royal engagement announcement was in full swing. As for me, I spent a lot of time mentally preparing myself for what was to come. Each peaceful day that went by felt like the perfect calm before a raging storm. One day, I woke up to find Bradon sitting on the side of the bed, his eyes on me as if he was waiting patiently for me to wake up from my sl
