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Substitute Wife for the Mafia King Pending Death
“Oh…I see…” I mumbled while wondering what was behind this sudden development. “This is Master Bradons’ idea and order,” Jenna said with a smile. “Right. Well, I’m glad to have you with me,” I replied.I should have known that this was Bradon’s idea. As to why he went out of his way to do something like this, I had absolutely no clue once again. Perhaps, he wanted her to watch and report on me? Zain could have gotten the same job done as well, but perhaps the fact that he is a man kept him from being with me at all times. I plastered a smile on my lips as I wondered if Bella would be sticking to my side like glue. “Thank you very much, My Lady!” Bella exclaimed excitedly. I had no idea why she looked so happy but I was glad for her. Having an enthusiastic and friendly maid could go a long way in helping out with my life. I also didn’t want to dampen her spirits with any cruel or suspicious remarks about the work that she had been assigned. What is Bradon really after this time?
Substitute Wife for the Mafia King Navigating Our Marriage
That would remain true, unless something were to go wrong. Of course, I didn’t wish for the king’s passing but it was something inevitable. He was definitely not as young as he used to be and cancer is known to be bad news for most. I wonder what Bradon thought of this sudden change in the political landscape. I’ll just have to ask him……Bradon had become clearly more lenient with me ever since we returned from our honeymoon trip. First of all, I could go anywhere I wanted without question as long as I brought Zain or a reliable guard with me. I had absolute freedom in the mansion and all areas within the outside walls, that didn’t mean that I dared venture too deep into the gardens after what had happened before during my escape attempt. The thought of escape never crossed my mind again. Bradon still left early for work but he didn’t return in the dead of night like before. Having dinner and sometimes breakfast with Bradon slowly became something that I got used to. Conversation d
Substitute Wife for the Mafia King A Chance for Revenge
“How can you be so sure?” I asked as my mind started calculating the various possibilities. It wasn't normal for a king in this country to abdicate the throne. Usually, the succession only happens at the king’s passing and never before. Regardless of that fact, Bradon seemed very convinced that he was right. Does he know something that I don’t?“It should be announced soon enough. I’m sure preparations are being made right now for a flawless announcement of this fact to the public,” he said very casually. “If the king abdicates then that would mean…” I murmured slowly.“Crown Prince Desmond will take over as the next King,” Bradon completed the thought that I had in my mind with his own words. “Prince Desmond…” I whispered as I felt my heart throb almost painfully in my chest. … **Bradon’s Point of View**Dahlia’s face took on a strange expression that I had never seen before when she whispered the crown prince’s name. I thought that she looked slightly panicked or perhaps a lit
Substitute Wife for the Mafia King Hungry for Him
What are the chances that I would get summoned back here after pretty much being exiled from the country for good just to return when there would be a change in the monarch?Bradon’s lips felt hotter than usual against mine and I could taste traces of sweetness from the wine when he thrusted his tongue deftly into my mouth. As always, I thought that his kiss felt so delicious. I could feel his passion and his desire for me as clear as day. It felt good whenever he kissed me and I found myself kissing him back like it was the most natural thing to do. His kiss was quickly distracting me from my thoughts. Bradon probably had no idea just how much risk I was taking in telling him what I had in mind. I didn’t just spend that brief moment during dinner while we were conversing to make up my mind. In fact, I had been debating the decision whether or not to tell Bradon about what I really wanted to do back and forth in my mind for days now. Whenever I thought that I had made up my mind or g
Substitute Wife for the Mafia King Pleasurable Ride
I made a mental note to let Bella know that she should only choose short dresses for me whenever I went out with Bradon for dinner. It was surely a hassle but I did manage in pulling my dress up around my waist. “Come here…” Bradon whispered to me tenderly as he hugged his arms around my waist. “Your cock is so hard…” I murmured before letting out a sigh. I wrapped my fingers around the thick girth of his cock as I slowly lowered my hips. The heat of his hard cock at my wet opening when I positioned it in between my pussy lips made my insides tingle with desire. I felt Bradon’s hands cupping the sides of my hips as he urged it down for me to take his thick shaft into my flooded hole. “Let me fuck you, Dahlia…” he said with his voice almost sounding like a plead.It turned me on so badly and I couldn't wait to feel his entire length inside of me. Slowly, I lowered my hips and his cock penetrated upwards into my tight pussy. I moaned as I felt the thick head of his cock stretching m
Substitute Wife for the Mafia King False Hopes
He kissed me while capturing my lewd moans into our wet yet sweet kiss. “I didn’t know that you would be so vengeful…” he whispered after breaking our kiss. It took a few seconds for me to connect the dots that he was referring to the hint that I had given him to the plan that I had in mind. I ended up smiling when I thought that he did sound a little impressed. Relief flooded my chest and I let out a sigh of satisfaction. Bradon wasn’t at all appalled by my idea or the real nature of myself that I had shown him. If anything, he sounded quite accepting. “Let’s just say that it’s a personal grudge,” I replied before grinning at him. There was a time when I made the decision to leave this country for good when I truly thought that the best revenge that I could give to them and to life in general was to forget everything, move on, and live the best normal life that I could far away from this place. I fooled myself into thinking that I could forget and that I could let everything slid
Substitute Wife for the Mafia King Blurred Lines
**Roughly a month later**Time seemed to crawl as I lived each day with an uneasy feeling inside of me. Roughly a month had passed and my father’s intensive campaign was coming to an end, and yet, there was no further news from the palace regarding the king’s health condition or his abdication. I scoffed to myself when I recalled my words of warning to Bradon earlier on during the campaign. I had told him not to feed me with false hope and it truly felt like I was indeed hanging on to that false hope. The sudden change in the king’s health condition and Bradon’s suggestion that the crown prince may be crowned earlier than expected truly gave me hope that the direction of the tides may have changed in my favor. However, even after a month, nothing seemed to have changed. Did the king get better? I didn’t know what to make of the absolute silence from the palace and all I could assume was that the king was still sick but there was nothing else noteworthy to update the public. Things
Substitute Wife for the Mafia King Falling in Love
It could be a cafe, a sightseeing spot nearby, or simply a bold excuse for us to be together in private. Whatever it was, he would make sure that we could get away. “That sounds wonderful. Let’s go…” I replied without any hesitation. Our little escape alone together was nicknamed ‘the lovebirds rendezvous’ by the staff who teased us about it. At first, our little private escapes did not live up to the name that it was given at all. They were just time that I could get away and blow off steam, usually by complaining to Bradon. A week in, things started to change. “It’s windy. Should we sit inside?” Bradon asked casually. “I would rather sit outside,” I replied.I sat down on a bench right in front of a cafe where there was a little garden that I thought was adorably decorated. Bradon sat down beside me as he naturally wrapped an arm around my shoulder. It was indeed windy, but his body heat against mine felt comfortingly warm. “Are you cold?” he asked.“I’m fine…” I replied a litt
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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
