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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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418 Chs

Burning Agitation

“You’re right. We are only married in name only so it’s really not a big deal at all. A marriage certificate is nothing but a piece of obsolete paper signed for the convenience of both parties nowadays. I guess you two have plans for the evening, I should leave so you two can get on with it,” I replied before letting out a high pitch laugh.

I made sure that I was nothing but all smiles. What she said might have been wrong had she been talking about Anthony and Diana; however, she got it all right if she was talking about Bradon and me. It wouldn’t be a stretch to say that we weren’t even married in the very first place. With that in mind, it shouldn’t bother me at all who he decided to meet or spend his evenings with.

“Diana…” Bradon called my sister’s name to get my attention.

“Don’t worry about what we were talking about. We can discuss it later when it’s more convenient,” I said before showing him a smile.