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Substitute Wife for the Mafia King R18

[WARNING: EXPLICIT MATURE CONTENT] Dahlia thought that she would be marrying the man of her dreams when she took her twin sister’s place in a political marriage. After spending a passionate night with her groom, she wakes up to find that he wasn’t who she thought he was. Instead of marrying her twin’s fiancé who was her first and forbidden love, she ended up marrying Bradon, the man known as the Mafia King of the underworld. With her sister gone after eloping with her lover and with the country’s economic stability at stake, Dahlia has no choice but to continue playing the role of Bradon’s willing wife. Little does she know that being the Mafia King’s wife would be so physically and emotionally demanding. Being married to the cold, calculating, and dominant Mafia King changes Dahlia’s life forever as his seductive touches tame her body and ignites her soul. With each kiss and caress, he teaches her of pleasures unlike any she has ever known and shows her a way to escape her dark past. Shunned by society and her parents since childhood for always being second to her twin sister, Dahlia’s life had never been easy. With no one to take her side, Dahlia was used to fending for herself, but what if her only way to survive this time around is to find the key to unlock her husband’s cold heart? My other books: Love Slave to the Mafia Boss's Passion, Forbidden Heat, Love Slave to My Devil CEO Boss, Conquering the Emperor, The Alpha Prince's Purchased Maid, and Lust Contracts Support me on Patreon: Real Fantasies Stories

Realfantasies · Urban
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399 Chs

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His beautiful hand stopped midair as he shot me a glare that felt like it could kill. I wanted to burst out laughing but the sound of one of the bodyguards standing at the side of the room letting out a chuckle beat me to it. Bradon’s face visibly darkened along with his mood before he narrowed his eyes at me. The quite disturbed and astonished look on his face made me bite down on my lower lip as I smirked at him mischievously.

“Don’t call me that,” he hissed through clenched teeth.

“But I called you by your name earlier but you didn’t respond…so…” I replied like it wasn’t my fault.

What’s the worst that can happen?

Since I’m supposed to be Diana and also his newly wedded wife, he can’t possibly kill me. For the sake of our families and the economy of this country, I am very much needed alive and well.

“What do you want?” he asked coldly.