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Substitute Wife for the Mafia King Multiple Truths
Daphne’s legs seemed to cease to function at his words as she crumbled to the ground. The way she sobbed and then wailed made me pity her a little. It was probably killing her to be caught and seen like this by the eyes of the man that she is probably still in love with. On top of that, she was probably shocked beyond belief at how Anthony was acting. Bradon didn’t seem to care just how out of character he was acting at that moment. Although he acted like we were a sweet and doting couple by expressing his concern and care for me, his use of violence wasn’t at all like Anthony.“I guess you don’t know the truth either…” Daphne said before her eyes glared up at us.I wanted to stop her from telling Bradon about the incident, but I couldn’t think of a way to stop her at that moment. It was already too late. Whether I liked it or not, Bradon was about to hear about it.“She was the one who pushed me down the stairs. Because of her, I couldn’t walk and had to go through therapy for years!
Substitute Wife for the Mafia King Threat Elimination
I could tell that Diana thought that what she did was correct.“She really got way ahead of herself. Asking me over and over about Anthony without even bothering to hide her interest in him. It grosses me out. He’s still my fiancé whether I like it or not so how can she say those things to me so blatantly?” Diana said before pulling her face into a look of disgust.“I guess she did mention it a couple of times…” I murmured as I seemed to recall the many instances that that had happened.I couldn’t side with Daphne, but I also knew that she was one of many girls who wished that they could end up marrying Anthony instead of Diana. Even though everyone knew that he was engaged, they all didn’t hesitate to give it their best shot in dating him with the hope that they might be able to change his mind. Little did they know that this matter was beyond just changing Anthony’s mind or making him fall in love. Even if Anthony wanted to marry a woman of his own choice, I doubted that it would be
Substitute Wife for the Mafia King Locked in His Embrace
“Bradon…listen…” I murmured as I tried to recall the words that I had strung so perfectly together.Now that it was time to deliver them, I found it hard to even remember what it was that I planned to tell him. The way that his blue eyes were glaring at my face so intensely only made me feel even more nervous as my throat and chest tightened at the same time. I could tell that he couldn’t wait to make me pay for putting both of us through that episode with Daphne and her bodyguards earlier. He couldn’t even wait for us to ascend the stairs and that was why we ended up in the room on the first floor of the mansion.“I…I can explain…” I said softly while trying my best to sound calm and collected.It wasn’t really my fault…or was it?The way Bradon’s blue eyes narrowed at me made me wince and told me that he wasn’t at all interested in any explanations or excuses that I wanted to state in my own defense. It felt almost as if I could see and feel the mood around him darken. The words tha
Substitute Wife for the Mafia King You Found Me
“Listen, I can explain…” I murmured before biting hard on my lower lip.“All you had to do was stay by my side. It was a simple rule that you agreed to, and you couldn’t follow it,” he stated coldly.“I have my own reasons for doing this…” I replied as I tried desperately to keep my voice from shaking.“We made an agreement, Dahlia…” Bradon said through clenched teeth as he glared right into my eyes.I knew well that it was my fault for encouraging and allowing the two of us to get separated; however, I didn’t think that Bradon would get so furious about me breaking the rule that we had agreed on. In the end, everything turned out fine and we weren’t away from each other for that long. Even after all that had happened, I still didn’t want to tell Bradon about what happened between Daphne and me. It was all in the past and I didn’t want to bring it up. If he didn’t know about it, then all the better that we could keep it that way.“Listen, I know that you’re angry and I guess you have
Substitute Wife for the Mafia King Fake Confession
“Stop playing these games,” he warned as his hand tightened again on my upper arms.It was as if he thought that if he held me tighter and shook my body, his words would sink right into my head and an understanding would form between us. Sadly, things weren’t at all that simple.“Why? Do you regret saving me now that you know the truth?” I demanded to know as I glared back at him.“Dahlia…” he hissed my name.“You think I’m a horrible person, don’t you? I hurt Daphne and I even used you. I knew you would come and save me whether you liked it or not. You can’t let me get hurt…” I stated while I wondered just how much of those words were true.“Don’t ever do something like this again,” he warned, and I could tell that he was dead serious.“Aren’t you shocked…that I really pushed her down the stairs?” I asked before I could stop that foolish question from escaping my lips.Of course, I already knew the answer. I even knew that his answer would somehow end up hurting me, but I just wanted
Substitute Wife for the Mafia King Body as Payment
If things continued the way they were headed, then I would end up having sex with him again. Just like wild animals in heat, we would seek pleasure from each other’s body. It was a natural give and take with purely the engagement of our bodies and nothing more. At least, that was how I was supposed to feel and that was precisely why the stirring and fluttering feeling in my chest started to scare me.“You did admit to using me just now…” he reminded me in a seductive low whisper.“Mhmm…” I moaned as his lips found mine again.His tongue plunged deftly between my parted lips and entered the wet depths of my mouth. My entire body trembled in his arms, but I was no longer trembling from fear or shock. I knew very well what he wanted, and I was no longer surprised to find out that my body craved so badly to have him as well. He was right about me using him and I could tell that he had waited long enough to collect on the payment that I owed.The heat and passion of his kiss filled my mout
Substitute Wife for the Mafia King Passionate Comforting
My inside wouldn’t stop quivering and I knew that my body was frustrated from being robbed of the joys of orgasming although I was already so close. I swear that I didn’t have something like this in mind when I accepted the designer’s suggestion to insert a slit all the way up to almost my hips into the dress for the event. Bradon slid my panties off of me before discarding them on the floor.“Spread your legs…” Bradon instructed as his hands moved to pull my thighs apart.The dress parted and flew away from my legs as if it knew what it was supposed to do in such a situation to not get in our way. I felt my pussy being stretched opened as Bradon spread my thighs widely apart while he stood in between my legs. I could feel my core heating up even hotter than before as my pussy clenched in anticipation of what I knew was going to come next.“Let’s see how long you can stay sitting up,” Bradon said in wonder.He grabbed my thighs and yanked them even further apart. I cried out in a mix
Substitute Wife for the Mafia King Can't Take it Slow
“Please…what?” he asked mockingly.I moaned softly when he began swirling my clit around with his fingertip while occasionally applying more pressure. It felt like all my senses had been awakened and the pleasure from his teasing touch was driving me wild with need. Just when I thought that he would give me a break, Bradon pressed his fingertip hard against my clit before pinching it and rolling it between his fingertips. I knew that he was teasing me, and that I was also reacting the way that he wanted me to. He took in my every reaction as my body unraveled right in front of him. The sweet and seductive torture that he was putting me through quickly became unbearable.I can’t take it anymore…“Ahh! Ahhh…Please…Fuck me…Fuck me already!” I cried out demandingly.“Good. Beg me, Leya. Beg for my cock…” Bradon whispered seductively to me.His hand wedge itself under my butt and lifted my hips up a little from the table as he positioned the engorged head of his cock at my twitching entran
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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
