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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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414 Chs

Being Ignored

“Just around 76 times…” I said before showing her the screen of my phone.

“That’s…” she murmured before pressing her lips into a thin line.

“Why is he ignoring me? What did I do wrong this time?” I continued complaining while sounding very upset.

“I’m sure that he’s not intentionally ignoring you,” Jenna said in her desperate attempt to defend Bradon.

“Then…he’s unintentionally ignoring me?” I asked before making an overly exaggerated sad face.

“Why don’t you give him another call? It doesn’t hurt to try again…” she suggested enthusiastically.

I knew that giving Bradon another call wouldn’t change the outcome. However, it didn’t hurt to illustrate my point to Jenna. Maybe she could reprimand him in some way since she seemed to be the acting mother figure in this household.

“If you say so…” I said as I began calling Bradon.