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Substitute Wife for the Mafia King Serving My Sick Husband
I knew that I was about to reach my climax from his fingers, and I couldn't wait for my release to rise up and claim me. My insides felt so hot as my body and hip moved around on top of his. After a few more intense and fast thrusts against my g-spot, I threw my head back and cried out his name at the top of my lungs as I felt myself losing myself to my overwhelming climax. I orgasmed spectacularly as my mind suddenly felt blank.“That was so beautiful, Dahlia. You're so sexy…” he whispered to me as I struggled to deal with the aftereffects of my intense climax.I felt his fingers slowly gliding out of my quivering wet hole as my body felt like it had lost all of its strength. I laid down on top of him and panted as I struggled to catch my breath.“You made me so hard. You're going to take responsibility for this, right?” he asked as he guided my hand and pressed it against the hard evidence of his arousal. My eyes widened when I cupped the outline of his erect cock in my hand. It fe
Substitute Wife for the Mafia King Inescapable Satisfaction
Although it was embarrassing at first, I quickly began enjoying myself,and soon my body was moving as if it had a will of its own. Brandon's large manly hands cupped the sides of my hips as he helped to support my body. After a while of enjoying himself watching me bounce and move on top of him, Brandon thrusted his hips upwards from the bed. “Do you like it? Do you enjoy doing it with your poor husband out of pity?” he asked tauntingly. I moaned loudly and cried out with his name when his hips suddenly jerked upwards and pounded his cock roughly upwards into my accepting hole. “Yes! Yes!” I cried out as I threw my head back and angled my pussy so that his hard rod could pierce against my pleasure spot.It felt like his cock had grown inside of me and it was now scraping out my insides with each of his rough and powerful thrust. I knew without a doubt now that he was feeling extremely fine or even better than his usual self. As his cock moved more smoothly in and out of me, it star
Substitute Wife for the Mafia King Difficult Parting
“Let go,” I repeated once again.“I don't want to…” he replied.I narrowed my eyes at him when we ended up entering into a staring competition as if to see which of us was the more stubborn one. His blue eyes looked as clear as the sky and also so bright. If there were any hints of fatigue or overwork, they were all gone now and I found myself feeling very relieved to see that he was feeling better. At the end, it was me who ended up breaking eye contact first. Bradon ended up laughing at my reaction, but he did loosen his arms from around my body to let me go. Just when I wondered what I should say to him to excuse myself out of this room, my phone started ringing quite loudly. I would have ignored the call, had it not been a call from Desmond. Why is the prince calling, and so early in the morning?I grabbed my phone instinctively and clutched it in my hand as I hesitated to take the call. I paused and stopped myself from answering the call right away when I realized that Bradon w
Substitute Wife for the Mafia King Playing with Fire
The prince went through a very rebellious phase that I wasn't sure was entirely over, and somehow I was dragged into it. Perhaps it was because I was also going through a similar phase myself that I found myself being absorbed into his world so easily. We both wanted to do things that we were not supposed to as if we wanted to prove our point that our opinion mattered and our decisions should be respected. We wanted to show everyone that we could make decisions by ourselves and for ourselves. However, that ended in chaos for both of us, especially for me. I might have felt some resentment for the prince for using me had I not been in the same boat for using him as well for my own benefit. Our relationship was always one of give and take, and because of that, I could not bring myself to blame the prince for anything that happened. Looking back I never regretted what we did or how our relationship ended.“The prince will see you now…” one of the palace staff informed me politely before
Substitute Wife for the Mafia King Lingering Memories
After all that we've done together and all the time that we'd spent together, despite our hearts failing to connect, it seemed like the time that I spent with the Prince made him know me quite well. It did occur to me that he might understand me more than I understood myself at that moment because he seemed to sense my fear. Perhaps I have changed as a person because I found myself feeling uncomfortable and detesting what I could have so easily done in the past.“Come over here, Dahlia. I want to get a closer look at you,” the prince instructed as he gestured with his index finger for me to approach him.His gray eyes stared at me before flickering slowly down the length of my body and then up again until our eyes met. Despite the dark situation that was going on regarding his father and the associated political instability of the country, there was an unmistakable look of desire in his gray eyes. The look in his eyes sent a chill down my spine along with my realization that the Princ
Substitute Wife for the Mafia King Game of Seduction
While I had been thinking about myself and how to make use of the prince, he had been genuinely thinking of me. “I’m sorry…” I repeated again even though I knew that my apology wouldn’t help solve anything but lighten my own guilt.Once again, I’m doing something for my own sake instead of for others…“If you don’t want to play Gomoku, shall we play another game instead?” the prince suggested as he slowly stood up from his seat. It felt like I could hear the sounds of ice breaking right beneath where I was sitting, and I knew that I had ventured into dangerous territories. Desmond kept his eyes locked on me as he slowly approached me. My entire body froze as my pulse quickened while my mind wondered if I still had it in me to give him all that he wanted. The prince leaned down until his face was mere inches from mine. “What are you doing?” I asked in the shaky whisper.“What do you think I’m doing?” he replied to me with a question of his own. His hands reached out towards me befo
Substitute Wife for the Mafia King Tempting Distraction
“We don't talk about much honestly, just a bunch of random things and whatever comes to mind,” I replied honestly.There was no reason for me to lie because there was nothing worth keeping secret between us or worth keeping from my parents. Our meetings were so planned and predictable that I would have considered them boring had it not been for the prince’s entertaining attitude and the interesting game of Gomoku that he taught me. Although slowly, I was learning the tricks of the game and I could feel myself getting better. If nothing else, the meetings with the prince came at the exact right time when I needed a very good excuse and a very tempting distraction in my life.“Can you be sure to tell us some more insight or at least something interesting the next time you return from seeing the prince?” my father ordered before rolling his eyes at me and clicking his tongue to show his dissatisfaction and annoyance.“I'll try…” I replied vaguely although I knew that nothing new would ev
Substitute Wife for the Mafia King Following the Tide
At first, I thought that it was going to be once or twice and that it wouldn't hurt to go out with him because I had gotten a little bored of our repeated meetings. Our first date outside was in a quiet private setting although we were out of the palace. The prince took me on a perfect date where we went to a private luxurious restaurant, a private afternoon tea session together, before he took me shopping at a private jewelry boutique.Despite my active refusal to accept his gifts, I ended up going home with a luggage filled with precious jewelry. I can still remember the wide-eyed excited face of my parents when they found out that I did not return home empty-handed.“I couldn't turn him down on the spot, so I ended up accepting all these gifts. Anyways, I think we should send it back to the palace so that it can be returned,” I told my parents without any excitement. I truly had the intention to return all the gifts that I had received back to the prince because I couldn't see why
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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
