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Substitute Wife for the Mafia King Unforgettable Lust
“Ahhh…” I moaned as my effort to keep it in failed. Bradon told me that I made the mistake of coming back. If he was referring to the fact that I returned to this country, then his regret must be related to how I left this country in the past. It still didn’t make any sense to me no matter how hard I thought about it because Bradon had nothing to do with my decision to leave the country in the first place. What does he mean when he said that he let me go? Why was it a mistake to him?“It must be so easy for you to forget. Anything that isn’t convenient for you, you’ll just forget it, isn't that right, Dahlia?” he accused me tauntingly. The tone of his voice was dark and tinged with malice and some emotions that I couldn't identify or understand. He sounded hurt but at the same time, there was so much hatred in his voice as well. “That’s not true…” I whispered in response. If the horrid memories were so easy for me to forget, then I wouldn’t feel this raging need for me to get rev
Substitute Wife for the Mafia King Lustful Demands
Bradon reared his hips back before slamming his cock all the way back into my sopping wet cunt. “Ahh! Bradon…please…it's so…rough…” I pleaded before letting out another cry of ecstasy from his cock pounding directly against my pleasure spot. “It’s not enough yet…” he said.“Ahh…Ahhh!” I moaned and cried out until my throat stung and my voice sounded hoarse. Bradon clearly had not had enough and continued ramming his cock in and out of my love hole. I eventually reached my climax and came while whimpering his name. Bradon jerked his cock out of my hole as he flipped me onto my back. In one swift movement, he lifted my thighs and spread them widely apart before he settled in between my legs. While I was still lost in the aftereffects of my orgasm, Bradon shoved his thick rod all the way into my flooded hole. “Wrap your legs around me…” he instructed. I was in no state to do what he wanted no matter how much I wanted to comply with his wish. My entire body felt heavy and I felt exha
Substitute Wife for the Mafia King All for His Pleasure
My chest clenched as I continued staring up at his massive cock. Bradon let out an amused chuckle at my reaction but that wasn’t a sign that his mood had improved at all. He placed his hand behind the back of my head before pushing my head forward, urging my face and lips closer to his cock. Bradon kept his hand at the back of my head as his other hand guided his erect pole to my lips. I could smell his manly scent as the swollen head of his cock approached my mouth. I parted my lips and my tongue slowly slipped out to meet the tip of his cock. “Dahlia…” Bradon moaned my name when I began slowly flicking the tip of my tongue against the head of his love stick.I could already taste his precum as his scent filled my senses. My tongue swirled around the swollen head of his cock faster as I felt it twitching from pleasure. “Put it inside your mouth,” he instructed impatiently. “Mhmm…” I made a sound in my throat after taking his cock into my mouth. His manly taste filled my mouth alo
Substitute Wife for the Mafia King Special Delivery
I shook my head slightly to myself before letting out a soft sigh as I placed a hand over my lower abdomen. The throbbing ache that I felt there told me that this might actually be worse than when we first started. Bradon didn’t just revert to his old self, it was much worse now than before. His mood had gotten darker and so did the way that he ravished my body. Every night Bradon would visit my bedroom without fail and we would end up doing it until I could no longer go on. When I wake up the following morning, he would be gone and everything would feel like a twisted and perverted nightmare. Only the love marks and the ache between my legs lived on as proof of our steamy nightly affairs. “Master Bradon told me to let you know that he will be back early to have dinner with you today,” Bella said as if it was supposed to be a good thing. “Ok…” I murmured emotionlessly. “Is there something that I can help you with? The weather is so nice today so I was thinking that it might be fun
Substitute Wife for the Mafia King Elaborate Plans
Everything about the book looked ordinary and nothing should have caught my attention; however, something about the cursive golden letters on the cover of the book looked strangely familiar. It can’t be…I opened the book to its first page as I felt my hands shaking slightly. Although I wasn’t sure what I was expecting to see, I knew from the way that my heart hammered loudly in my chest that I was expecting something either meaningful or unusual. My throat felt constricted as I stared at the neat yet elaborate cursive handwritten message on the dedication page of the book. ‘In remembrance of the games we used to play together all night long…’I gasped in shock as I dropped the book from my hands as if it had suddenly caught on fire. That was just how shocked I was at what I had just read. Bella let out a small cry as she bent down to retrieve the book that I had dropped. No one must see this…“No, don't! I mean…I’ll get it myself…thank you…” I quickly called out to stop her. Bel
Substitute Wife for the Mafia King Submissive Act
I smiled when I thought of how well she had managed to follow my instructions as well as how adorable she was when she expressed her concerns for me. There are always some kind of motive or explanation behind people’s actions and I knew very well what intentions were behind this submissive act of mine. “You’re here,” Bradon said softly when his eyes fell on me.I could just take my seat on the opposite side of the table from him as expected or I could do something a little bit more interesting. Although sex with Bradon was always satisfying and impressive regardless of how rough it could be at times, handling him as he acted like a lusty beast in my bed at night had become something more like a chore rather than a spontaneous thrillful ride filled with entertainment. It also bothered me that I wasn’t sure what exactly he was doing it for. I was certain that there were some ulterior motives behind his actions that extended beyond him taking pleasure in dominating me while we had awes
Substitute Wife for the Mafia King Reason to Live
“Let’s take turns. I want to feed you now,” I said as I took the fork back from his hand. Bradon frowned slightly at me to show his slight disapparoval but he did not stop me when I began feeding him. I got some sauce on his lips which gave me the opportunity to lightly dab at his lips with a napkin. His blue eyes looked so alluring and captivating as he looked back at me. My heart clenched tightly in my chest and I wondered if things may be different between us had we met under different circumstances as more normal people without any of our complex past. Wistful thinking wans’t going to change anything, though. “Bradon…” I called his name softly to get his attention.“What is it?” he asked dryly the way that I expected that he would. “What does a person need in order to survive?” I asked. “Food, water, clothing, sleep, and shelter. The basic necessities for a human to survive,” he replied as if reciting from a book. I nodded my head slightly a couple of times to show him that
Substitute Wife for the Mafia King His Reasons
“Is she just there to watch over me or is she there to stop me from doing something stupid? I guess, it’s a bit or both…huh?” I said darkly before I let out another scoff and looked away. Bradon was silent although I wanted him to do some explaining. It may not be true, but I would have preferred for him to deny it. Even if it was a lie, I would have loved to see him making up some excuses that she was just there to help take care of me and that he trusted me to behave. “You know, the fact that you think that I may do something stupid while living right under your roof already shows that regardless of what I think about the matter, you think that what I’m being put through is enough to drive me to do something very stupid…” I pointed out as I glared at him. “If there’s something else that you need, you can let me know and I’ll arrange it,” Bradon replied simply. “Actually, there is something…or rather someone that you can get for me. What about you drag the crown prince here so th
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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
