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Substitute Wife for the Mafia King Discovering My Sweet Secret
Dawn seemed to have just broken when I woke up. Surprisingly, Brandon was still sound asleep next to me on the bed. I had expected that I would wake up alone to find that he had already left. While taking extra care not to wake him, I got out of bed despite not having a clear destination of where I wanted to go or what I wanted to do. I honestly felt very troubled although I didn't want to admit it even to myself. My body felt heavy slightly from the strenuous exercise that Bradon had put me through the night before, but there was also a sense of fatigue in my mind that probably came from excessive worry and stress. I truly wish that I had slept soundly and deeply; however, the truth was that I had quite a disturbing dream last night. Homewrecker! Homewrecker! Homewrecker! I could still hear the sound of their accusing chant even when I was sleeping. What bothered me wasn't their harsh words, but their hostile bloodlust that seemed to threaten to tear me into a hundred pieces or unt
Substitute Wife for the Mafia King Comfort and Warning
“What's wrong?” I asked as I cocked my head slightly to the side while I kept my eyes on his face.“I'm the one who should be asking you that and not the other way around. What's wrong, Dahlia?” He asked with true concern in his voice. Perhaps it was because I wasn't used to having someone worrying about me apart from my sister that I suddenly felt overwhelmed with emotions as if a floodgate that had been locked up inside of me had started to slowly open up. “I'm fine…” I replied, although I had to say that I didn't sound so convincing or sure of myself. “Don't let their words bother you…” Bradon advised as if he could see through me. That was what I had always been telling myself all along. I told myself that if I let people's words bother me and get to me, I would always be the victim and it would end up breaking me and driving me crazy. Despite that, I had to say that sometimes it became difficult especially when I came face to face with those people and when I heard those accu
Substitute Wife for the Mafia King Stay with Me
I tried to tell myself that that added to the excitement, although I knew that it was just me trying to be too optimistic about everything to stay sane. “I know exactly how you can help me. What about deciding that Diana has to go off on holiday or something for a couple of months?” I asked before I grinned at him. Honestly, I didn't think that he would agree to my outrageous idea, but it didn't seem like it would hurt to give it a try.“If I allowed that, then what are you going to do? Are you going to move in with the king at the palace?” He asked coldly.Of course, that wasn’t what I had in mind. All I wanted was to stop acting as Diana for a while so that I could focus on being myself and helping out Desmond with his plan when it counted the most. However, I could already tell that my suggestion must have sounded very ridiculous to Bradon and that it must be impossible for him to agree to. “What do you want me to do?” I asked as I stared directly into his eyes.Braddon stared b
Substitute Wife for the Mafia King Acting Strange
I stared at the calm and accepting expression on his face before I narrowed my eyes at him. “Are you really okay with this?” I asked suspiciously. “I guess we have to do what we have to do. What I think doesn't matter,” he replied too casually. I pursed my lips together before rolling my eyes upwards towards the ceiling. “You do realize that if we get this busy, then I won't have time to do any work with the King,” I reminded him pointedly. He's not doing this intentionally to keep me from spending time with Desmond, is he? “You were the one who said that you would somehow manage both of your roles without letting your plan with Desmond impact our arrangement,” Bradon reminded me all too quickly. I bit down on my lower lip as I hated to admit that he was right. However, when I made that promise, I had never imagined that my workload as Diana would literally take up all of my waking hours for every single day of the week. “You're doing this on purpose, aren't you?” I said accus
Substitute Wife for the Mafia King Monopolizing Me
It would also be a matter of time until Desmond summoned me to help him out. Everyone was itching to know about my relationship with the new king and I was sure that Desmond was silent for now all for the sake of building up the anticipation. When everyone is curious and everyone goes crazy about gossip related to us, we would appear in public to debut our rekindled romantic relationship.“I'm exhausted…” I complained as I threw my handbag down onto the sofa before collapsing on it. Bradon shrugged off his suit and loosened his tie before sitting down next to me. He turned to offer me a smile before he began patting my back as if to console me. “If next week's schedule looks anything like this, it's going to end up killing me,” I complained bitterly. I hoped that Bradon would take my warning seriously and work out our schedule with Anthony's team. There was no way that we could be that busy with events, given that Anthony had work to do at the company as well and I also knew that B
Substitute Wife for the Mafia King Separated
Although most of the events dragged on into the night, fortunately there was a day when the event ended early in the evening. Based on our agreement, that meant that there should be no issue if I were to take off right after the end of that event. When I told Desmond about my free schedule, he had no issues in finding an evening celebration event for the two of us to make our public appearance together.“I thought that this was supposed to be some sort of event that we needed to attend together?” I asked as I felt slightly upset and betrayed. “This is a special dinner date. I don't think that it's wrong to call this an event or unusual for this to appear in our calendars,” Bradon replied casually.The event that was supposed to end early in the evening that was placed in our calendars turned out to be a private dinner between Bradon and myself and nothing more.“Listen, we've been spending all our waking hours together already attending all those planned events. Don't you think that
Substitute Wife for the Mafia King Making It Public
“I better get out here and get this over with,” I mumbled to myself before currently adding lipstick to my lips. I had to say that I looked beyond presentable and there was no doubt that my first public appearance with Desmond was going to be a huge hit.“Wow! You look amazing in the dress. Honestly, you've managed to exceed my expectations,” Desmond said as his eyes swept over my body from head to toe. I turned a little from side to side as I glanced down at the dress that I had on, while his intense gaze did not bother me at the least. “Do you think so? I have no idea why this dress has to be so revealing,” I commented as I patted my hands Softly on my boobs. “I think you look gorgeous. I hope you don't mind showing off your assets a little,” Desmond replied playfully before letting out a soft laugh. “I guess putting on a little show to grab extra attention isn't going to kill me or anyone…, " I agreed with him without much care. I couldn't quite tell him that the dress didn't
Substitute Wife for the Mafia King Awaiting My Return
I don't know, you look quite tired, he said as he kept on Staring at my face. “I'm fine. How many times do I have to tell you this?” I said with a mocking tone of annoyance. Desmond probably didn't want to get on my bad side, so he decided to take my word for what it is before escorting me to the car....I hadn't realized just how tired I was until I was alone in the car on my way back to Bradon's mansion. It felt like I closed my eyes momentarily, but when I opened them again the car was already parked right in front of the mansion. My body felt slightly heavy and sluggish from sleep, but the short nap that I had in the car definitely made me feel better. I must have been so tired that I fell asleep in the car without even realizing it. I walked into the mansion while taking extra care not to trip over the high heels that I had on with the intent of heading directly to my bedroom to catch up on some sleep.I felt my body tremble slightly when I walked into the mansion because it f
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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
