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Substitute Wife for the Mafia King Did We Do It?
Feeling lost and disorientated only added to my sense of panic. I couldn’t quite recall what had happened and how I ended up where I was. Where am I and why am I sleeping here?Timing wasn’t at all on my side. The door opened and a man walked in. My eyes widened as I stared at him. When our eyes met, the memories from last night that I thought I had temporarily lost came flooding back in unstoppable waves. I remembered everything up until the point where we played that Gomoku game together over and over again. I couldn't even remember how many times we played that game or how long we were at it, but I remembered clearly the sense of frustration and then renewed motivation to get back at the prince that overwhelmed me everytime that I lost. I wasn’t overly optimistic and I didn’t think that I could beat the prince at a game that he had been playing for far longer than I had when I was just a beginner. However, I also didn’t think that a game that appeared so simple would turn out to
Last Updated : 2023-12-27Substitute Wife for the Mafia King Princess Dahlia
If anything, they surely hoped that I had slept with the prince even though they knew very well that there was no way that he could ever become their future son-in-law. “Dahlia…” Diana called my name as I felt her grab my hand. “Diana…” I murmured her name as my eyes focused on her face. Before I could react any further, her hold on my hand tightened and then she was running while dragging me behind her up the stairs. She locked the door to my bedroom after pushing me inside. “What happened? Did you really have sex with Prince Desmond?” my sister asked excitedly. “No…” I denied before rolling my eyes at her. “Ahh…really?” she said while frowning with disappointment. “Really. Nothing happened. We just played this game and talked…” I reaffirmed before letting out a sigh. “Awww…you can’t be serious. I was going to ask if he was any good in bed…” Diana moaned with regret before flinging herself face first onto my bed. “Why do you have to sound so disappointed? Did you really thin
Last Updated : 2023-12-27Substitute Wife for the Mafia King Help Needed
To do that, I need the prince’s help. ‘What about this? You can ask me for anything if you can win a game…’I could remember the promise that we made to each other. If I could beat him at one game of Gomoku, he would grant anything that I wished for as long as I didn’t ask to sit on the throne as the next king. The real issue about that was my failure to beat him. Not even once did I win against him although I did come close to it a couple of times. I could still recall the way the prince smiled and congratulated me on ‘almost’ beating him. I would have taken things even more seriously if I knew that I would need his help like I needed it now. “Desmond…I…I need your help,” I manage to spit out. I knew well enough that because I had failed to win even a single game against him that I didn’t exactly have the right to wish for anything or to request for his help but I didn’t have much pride to hold on to. He might reject my proposal or ignore my plea for help, but I still had to make
Last Updated : 2023-12-29Substitute Wife for the Mafia King Sham of a Girlfriend
“That’s…” I muttered but felt too tired to go on. He was right in the strictest sense that I wasn’t married, yet it didn’t feel like he was right. I never thought that the prince would demand something like this from me. “I’m sorry but I don’t think I can go through with this. I might not be married but I’ve taken my sister’s place in her marriage,” I reminded him. “I don’t see how that is an issue. I’m asking you to play my girlfriend as Dahlia and not as Diana,” he replied with a careless shrug of his shoulders. It just didn’t make sense. Back then, the prince asked me to date him so that he could get out of his impending engagement with a few potential marriage candidates. I could understand him back then, he was young and had absolutely no interest in marriage. However, directly turning down the various requests for a politically arranged marriage wasn’t possible. Being in a relationship also wasn’t enough to stop the engagement talks from going forward because everyone would
Last Updated : 2023-12-29Substitute Wife for the Mafia King Lust and Attachment
I understood well enough what he was trying to tell me. Those weren’t questions at all but words to guide me to think the way that he wanted me to. I dropped all pretense of politeness as I felt my mood darken. Elaborate words aside, Desmond had just told me that I didn’t have a choice. I bit hard on my lower lip while feeling like he had managed to corner me once again. “I’m not sure if I can do this…” I murmured honestly. I resisted the urge to chew on my own lower lip in extreme exasperation. Since there is only one king and he was going to be crowned the next king very soon, he was right that I had no choice but to involve him in my plan. But still…“I need some time to think about this,” I replied softly. “Sure. There’s still time but I can’t wait forever,” he said lightly. I nodded to show him that I understood. If I wanted to help him out, I knew that we had to start very soon. The latest would be sometime soon after his coronation. Maintaining the line of succession and b
Last Updated : 2024-01-02Substitute Wife for the Mafia King Winning Him Back
**A few weeks later**It seemed like my luck had not completely run out because Desmond and I somehow managed to survive the day despite Desmond’s bold move to thwart Bradon. Surprisingly, Bradon didn’t say a word as he let Desmond leave and before I could say anything to him in a desperate attempt to heal the situation, Bradon had already stalked off. For a few days after that, it became impossible for me to catch Bradon. I knew that he was mad but does he have to be this angry? “He’s still angry, isn’t he…” I murmured to myself but it wasn’t really a question. “Maybe the master is just busy…” Bella said as she tried her best to smile. “I should apologize…” I muttered to myself. “That’s not a bad idea,” Bella quickly agreed. Despite her words of encouragement, I was not at all optimistic because I highly doubted that my simple words of apology would cut it. Bradon had been clearly ignoring and avoiding me and I had already started to lose count of how many times he seemed to tu
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“His work isn’t really that busy, is it?” I spoke up suddenly. “I’m honestly not sure about that. I guess he is somewhat busy,” Jenna replied softly. I hadn’t realized that I had spoken my thoughts out loud and hadn’t expected a reply from anyone. Although I should be focusing on what Jenna was teaching me so that I could cook up some of Bradon’s favorite dishes, I couldn't stop my mind from wandering to the man himself. One of Jenna’s suggestions was for me to personally cook Bradon something that he likes to eat. I wasn’t convinced that this would do the trick but I didn’t have any better ideas and I surely had a lot of idle time to burn. That was how I ended up in the kitchen with Jenna, Bella, and a few other cooking staff. I stared at the vegetables on the chopping board in front of me as I wondered if what I made was even going to be edible. Cooking had never been something that I enjoyed doing and that was probably because I was horrible at it. Cooking classes had always fel
Last Updated : 2024-01-02Substitute Wife for the Mafia King Independent Test
Perhaps it was because such a dinner didn’t quite exist in my family that I appreciated the simple taste of home cooked food more than ever. Bradon must have been quite happy to have Jenna cooking for him and taking care of him. The proof was that Jenna was still here with him. “You’re an amazing cook. This is so tasty and you make everything look so easy,” I complimented her wholeheartedly. “Oh, it’s not me who’s an amazing cook. The recipes of everything that we made today were developed by Brenda,” Jenna said warmly. “Brenda?” I murmured questioningly. “Oh, she’s Master Bradon’s mother. She was an amazing cook when she was younger…” Jenna explained before she suddenly looked away. It just occurred to me that Bradon had never mentioned anything about his mother to me. Just like the many things that I didn’t know about him, his mother was also a mystery to me. Of course I knew that his father was the head of the Vulkan family but I didn’t even know who his mother was or whether
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Substitute Wife for the Mafia King Unavoidable Parting
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
Substitute Wife for the Mafia King Predetermined Outcome
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
Substitute Wife for the Mafia King Who We Really Are
"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
Substitute Wife for the Mafia King Protective Husband
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
Substitute Wife for the Mafia King Our Debut
"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
Substitute Wife for the Mafia King Diana and Dahlia
"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
Substitute Wife for the Mafia King The Reveal
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.
