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Navigating Our Marriage
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2023-12-05 00:39:23
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“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
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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
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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
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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
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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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I wished he would give me an answer to my earlier question, but at the same time, I didn’t mind that he was kissing me instead. His hand moved to cup my cheek as he swirled his tongue more rapidly against mine. Our kiss quickly got so heated and so wet. My heart raced in my chest as his hand slid down from my cheek to the side of my neck. I wondered how far he was going to take this, but then I realized regretfully that I didn’t have the luxury to find out. “Please…enough…” I said in between my wild panting after breaking our kiss. Bradon looked at me with desire swimming in his eyes. We were outdoors, although there wasn’t anyone else around. We couldn't escape from the campaign for too long, so I knew that we had to head back soon. “So, I was right. You just want to sleep with me. Shall we do it tonight?” I suggested invitingly. Those sweet tempting words of invitation just slipped past my lips and they were clearly not backed up by any logical thought. Before I knew what I was
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“It’s fine. It’s almost the end of the parade anyways,” I insisted before braving a smile. My ankle did hurt but it wasn’t exactly unbearable. This wasn’t a rare occurrence for me given the fact that I had been wearing heels very often. If I just shifted my weight to my other leg, then I can stay standing up quite fine. “You’ll get off the car with me if you don’t want me to make a scene,” Bradon said with a clear edge of warning in his tone. “Fine…” I replied through gritted teeth because I could tell that he was serious. The car had come to a stop based on his instructions which must have reached the driver. Bradon turned and smiled at everyone while telling them in a pleasantly polite tone that I had injured my ankle and that he would be escorting me home where I could get some well-deserved rest. Seeing him act so flawlessly as if he really was Anthony brought a funny feeling to my belly. “I’m so sorry about this…” I apologized politely.“It’s not a problem. Accidents can hap
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I needed to leave him and as soon as possible, but I didn't know how I could achieve that. My past experiences have taught me quite directly that I couldn't truly run away from Bradon. Escaping from the mansion was unquestionably impossible. I could not run away, so that meant that I needed to get Bradon to agree to let me leave. My legs already felt weak, and I wanted nothing more than to crawl into bed and shut my eyes to escape reality. I knew that I needed to talk to Bradon about ending our fake marriage as soon as possible, although I had no idea how to bring up the topic. Something told me that it might prove to be difficult to get Bradon to agree, and there was always a risk that he might react unpredictably.However, if everything he did was simply him just acting out his role and his feelings for me didn't truly exist, then that might be the solution to all of my problems. If he felt no attachment to me, then he should have no problem letting me go just as planned. After all
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The party ended early, yet it was quite eventful, at least for Bradon and myself. I felt like there was a storm raging inside of me all the while that we rode back to his mansion. It felt like there was something right at the tip of my tongue that I wanted to say, but yet I couldn't bring myself to say it. There were times when I thought that I fully understood myself and what I wanted, and yet at the very same time, I felt so confused and lost. The feelings that were struggling to take dominance inside of me did not make sense, and it made me feel as if my thoughts and my feelings were heading in the direct opposite direction of one another.Bradon's words of defiance as he confronted my father came back to me loud and clear:"Dahlia is not your daughter anymore, and neither am I one of the Vulkans. I will never let you take my wife..."I should have known that entering into this contract marriage with Bradon, while taking my sister's place, would somehow lead to blurring the line be
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"But..." I mumbled, but I could not bring myself to say anything else when my eyes met his. His beautiful lips curved into a teasing smile, and there was a certain sparkle in the depths of his eyes that captivated my attention. That was when I knew that although he probably disapproved of what I had just done, there was a part of him that was actually quite pleased. I found myself smiling sweetly back at him like I was some fool."You hit me? You vile bitch! I'm your father. I raised you!" my father screamed at me at the top of his lungs. Apparently, I wasn't the only one who had forgotten where we were and the fact that we were surrounded by other high-profile guests who were attending the party."Dahlia, how could you do something like that? How could you hurt your father? We never raised you to become like this," my mother said, with clear disappointment and shock on her facial features."Really? Because here I honestly thought that I was already disowned. Well, to be more accurate
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I was certain that just as many people hated her and blamed her for going against societal norms, there were probably just as many people who admired her, either openly or secretly as her fans. Perhaps to them, our sisterly duo act was the spice they needed in their endlessly boring lives."Don't you feel better from just seeing how everyone is welcoming us with open arms?" Diana continued before she raised her hand to wave at someone that she knew."Fine. I admit that you got your point across," I said as my eyes scanned the crowd that had gathered for the party. I could feel Bradon tensing at my side, and I knew that he had just spotted the two people that I least wanted to see at that moment. "Did you know about this?" I turned to ask Diana without hiding my shock."That they'll be here? I guess not, but why does it matter? You'd have run into them sooner or later. If you ask me, the sooner the better," Diana said with a careless shrug of her shoulders.I narrowed my eyes as I gla
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"You should go to bed," Bradon told me the moment that we stepped into the mansion. I knew that his suggestion was spot on because sleep was exactly what I needed to deal with what was to come. The media and everyone had undoubtedly gone wild as they both communicated and speculated on what was the truth and what were twisted lies from all the events that happened in the past that I shared with my sister.I switched off my phone when it wouldn't stop vibrating, without bothering to read the caller ID on the screen. I could already guess who would be calling me and also exactly what they had to say."It feels like my head is ready to explode," I confessed before smiling weakly at Bradon."Which is precisely why you should stop thinking or caring about anyone else and just get some shut-eye," Bradon said as he peeled away the mobile phone that I held in my hand. I let him do so without putting up any resistance because all I wanted to do was crawl into bed and hide under the sheets wit
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"My name is Diana, which can only mean that the Diana standing over there is, in fact, my twin sister, Dahlia. In fact, for the past months, I wasn't present, and the Diana that you knew had always been my sister acting out in my place," Diana explained as if it was something to be proud of.The crowd went wild, but I decided to focus my attention on the two figures that seemed so intent on ruining my life along with my sister’s. Our father had officially become our enemy, and at that moment, he looked like he might have started to regret pushing both of us over the edge. Mr. Malton, who, after all this time, clearly never regretted his actions and never realized that he should have been man enough to take responsibility. I was certain that even now, he was willing to destroy our reputation and our future—all for the sake of the money undoubtedly promised to him by our father. Desperate times truly call for desperate measures; that applied to our father but also to us as well.I could
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I found myself praying silently that Desmond could bring everything under control, but my prayers probably fell on deafened ears. Instead of Desmond stepping up to the podium, it was my sister who approached it instead."What is she doing?" I asked in a shaky whisper as I felt myself breaking into a cold sweat. It felt like my eyes were about to pop out of their sockets as I continued staring in bewilderment and disbelief at my sister, who stood with a beautiful smile behind the podium, the microphone very close to her lips. I turned to stare at Desmond and managed to lock gazes with him. I could tell that he was staring right back at me, and the way he nodded his head reassuringly was supposed to bring me some relief and keep me at ease, but it only made me even more nervous.I could tell that everyone in the crowd was staring daggers at my sister, even from where I was standing. It wasn't surprising, considering that everyone thought Diana was me. It felt like tight knots had formed
Substitute Wife for the Mafia King Living Nightmare
Back to the present"Homewrecker! Homewrecker! Homewrecker!"The violent chanting continued and began seeping into my consciousness, dragging me back to the present. Disaster seemed to be staring me right in the face."Leya..." Bradon whispered my name right beside my ear.His presence close to me reminded me that, unlike that day back then, I wasn't alone. I had Bradon by my side, and, on top of that, everyone was here with me: Desmond and my sister. I suddenly felt a surge of confidence that made me believe that there could be a way out, one that would save us all from this dire situation my father had plotted against us.I had to admit that after leaving the country, I hadn't spared much thought for what would unfold after my departure. I never took care to follow up on any news-not that they would be made public-related to Mr. Malton's wife and child. I had no idea what happened to him or his family after that incident. My parents completely cut me off, and there was frankly no on
Substitute Wife for the Mafia King Lost Control
"What have you done? Have you completely lost your mind?" my father yelled at me immediately when our family was gathered in private. His face was completely red with anger as his voice echoed in the room. My mother looked like she was on the verge of tears, and I could tell that she was more worried about our family rather than her own daughter. "News of your ridiculous and scandalous behavior is now all over the place!" my father continued yelling. As if to drive his message home, his mobile phone began ringing non-stop. One glance at the name displayed on the screen drove my father to the brink before he switched off the phone and threw it onto the floor. My mother let out a scream at my father's sudden violent outburst before sinking down onto the sofa as if she had lost all strength in her body.I took the opportunity to slowly take a seat, and Diana was by my side in an instant. I knew that the best way to brave out this storm was to keep quiet and not let his words get to me.
