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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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390 Chs

Unstoppable Monster

I could feel my insides clenching as heat gathered in a pool between my legs before slowly seeping out from my opening. Everywhere he touched me seemed to throb up with need, and I could feel my body heating up in a dangerous way that I was now familiar with whenever he touched me this way. Somewhere deep down inside of my mind, I must have known that something like this was bound to happen if I entered his bedroom. Surprisingly, I didn't feel much regret and it felt so tempting to simply surrender to his seductive caresses.

“We shouldn't be doing this and you're supposed to be sick,” I reminded him.

I let out a loud moan when Bradon suddenly pushed his fingers directly against the wet heat between my legs before he began stroking my pussy through the thin fabric of my panties. He chuckled amusingly as he observed my reactions, and I knew that he found my words to be unconvincing.