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Substitute Wife for the Mafia King Her Intervention
The instructor helped lead the horse outside as I walked by its side. So far, Anthony's horse appeared calm but I wondered how long that was going to last. Alfred was waiting for us outside and we found him chatting with a few of his guests. His apparent bright mood seemed to vanish when his eyes landed on me. I could tell that he was displeased that I was not yet sitting atop the horse. “Sir, if I may…this might be a bad idea. Are you sure that we need to use this horse when there are so many others available?” the instructor asked my father with a pleading tone. Although I appreciated the instructor speaking up for me, I didn't dare have any hope that my father would change his mind. Keeping up appearances for the family was more important than the safety of my life.“We will use this horse. It was gifted to Anthony by the royal family. How could we use some other horse? That would be highly disrespectful,” My father replied curtly.That was that. Without a word, my father led t
Substitute Wife for the Mafia King Young Heroine
Just like that, and with countless pairs of eyes watching our every move, Dahlia's legs gave out from under her and she collapsed onto the ground. My body moved instinctively as I rushed to hold her in my arms to break her fall. I almost cried out her real name in the midst of my panic. Dahlia's eyes were closed and her face did look slightly pale. Her small body felt so fragile in my arms and she also felt so light. At first it felt like time had stopped, and I could not see or hear anything except for Dahlia. It took me a short moment to figure out that she was probably just faking it. After all, what are the odds that she would mention fainting and then actually faint just a few seconds later? When that thought occurred to me, I finally managed to calm down enough to pay attention to the situation around us. Dahlia had managed to capture everyone's attention again and the sounds of their murmurs and chatters as they discussed and commented on what was going on filled my ears. Sud
Substitute Wife for the Mafia King Mother and Child
“Why are you here?” I asked before I could stop myself.I glanced nervously in Dahlia's direction just to find that she had already closed her eyes. Because I knew that she was just awake not so long ago, I knew that she was just pretending to be asleep and that was probably because she didn't want to deal with the unknown visitor. Other people might have thought that what Dahlia did was completely rude; however, it worked well in my favor. I stared at the woman who just entered the room and felt thankful that Dahlia had decided not to pay her any attention.Why is my mother here of all people?It was rare for my mother to attend any kind of parties or events hosted by the Vulkan family and that was because she wasn’t allowed to do so without explicit permission from Alfred. However, there must have been a good reason why she was standing in the same room with me while I was still actively acting as Anthony. The grim looked on her face and the cold way that she was staring at me told
Substitute Wife for the Mafia King Budding Feelings
I knew that I had to come up with an explanation so that Dahlia wouldn’t figure out that this woman is actually my real mother. If she found out about my mother’s real identity then she would also figure out that I am not Anthony. I cursed silently inside my head because I wasn't sure how to bring the situation under control. I had seen my mother lose her temper before and I knew just how bad it could get. She could easily turn into a crazy woman with no control over her emotions and her actions in her fit of rage, and I didn't want that to happen here right in front of Dahlia. It was bad enough that she had to hear everything already. “What is going on? Why are you being so loud when i'm trying to take some rest?” A lazy and sleepy sounding voice suddenly asked from the direction of the bed. I felt my heart skip a beat in my chest as I slowly turned my head in the direction where the voice came from. I saw Dahlia sitting up on the bed and looking our way with a confused and slight
Substitute Wife for the Mafia King Silent Promise
I didn’t think that I was a nice person at all. If anything, I must be one of the most deceitful and selfish people out there because I’m always doing things for my own survival or just to get by. Even now, I was lying to her and putting on an act to shield my mother from blame. I didn’t even want to think what kind of face Dahlia would make if she were to find out the truth. Not wanting to lie to her any further, I simply put on one of my best smiles. “You should leave now. I want to talk privately with my fiancé,” Dahlia ordered my mother before she smiled politely.My mother stood up emotionlessly as if she was a robot, and without looking our way, she made her way out of the room. Once again I was left alone with Dahlia and I wondered what it was that she wanted to talk to me about.“Why did you let her talk to you that way? I mean, she’s your nanny…but still…” Dahlia snapped at me and it was clear just how frustrated she was. She bit on her lower lip as a troubled look appeared
Substitute Wife for the Mafia King Changes in Us
I had to admit that I didn’t understand what was happening and what led to this outcome. However, I had to also admit that being kissed by him felt much better than having him yell at me. Despite that, I could still feel his anger and then his frustration as he continued kissing me.“Mhmm…” I let out another moan when his hand cupped my chin and his fingers pressed against my cheeks to urge me to part my lips to welcome his tongue. Bradon thrusted his tongue deeply between my lips when I parted them. His heat and his taste filled my mouth along with the entrance of his tongue. I could sense his desperate need from the way that his tongue swiveled wildly in my mouth and entwined with mine. I stopped struggling against him as I surrendered to the pleasure of his kiss and the heat that had started building up in the pit of my belly. My tongue moved against his in an impassioned dance as I let my natural instincts take over. His kiss felt so pleasurable and it made my body yearn for him.
Substitute Wife for the Mafia King Consumed with Worry
I glanced at the screen on my phone when it lit up and vibrated on my bed. I had gotten used to receiving text messages from Desmond asking me to meet him. If this had happened before my argument with Bradon, I would have headed out right away to meet up with the prince no matter the cost. Although I knew that it would be better if I met up with him, my mood wouldn't allow it, and I found myself rejecting all of his invitations.‘Do you want to go out?’ read the short text message that I had received from the prince. ‘Sorry, but I'm not feeling too well,’ I texted back even without thinking about it. Nothing had happened that would warrant me going out to see the prince. There was no news regarding the change in the king's condition and that meant that our plans couldn't go forward. I honestly wanted to know if the time of the king's death was nearing, but it wasn't like I could simply ask Desmond if his father was going to die any time soon or why it was taking so long.‘Is there a
Substitute Wife for the Mafia King Bedroom Visit
I don't even remember how I ended up standing right in front of his bedroom door, but I definitely did. After tossing and turning in bed for many hours, I decided that it was useless to ignore my worries. When I closed my eyes all I could think about was Brandon and all I could see was him lying in bed half dead while he was dealing with his illness all alone. I could imagine him being too stubborn to go see a doctor at the hospital. Before I knew what I was doing, I had already gotten out of bed and was marching out of my bedroom. Everything happened in a blur because I was in such a hurry, and the next thing I knew, I was already standing right in front of his bedroom door. I raised my hand to knock but hesitated. Just when I mustered enough courage to knock on his door, the door swung open even before I could bang on it. “Why are you here?” Bradon asked the moment that he opened the door and saw me standing there. His sudden appearance caught me off guard, and I struggled to ans
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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
