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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

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All Night Long

I could tell that he would rather come along with me and the rest of the men but I felt like he would have a much more important role to play here.

“Watch over her and make sure that she stays out of trouble. Make sure she doesn’t do anything reckless,” I instructed sternly.

“Will this help make you focus on your work?” Zain asked as he stared directly at me.

“Of course. I’ll feel much better knowing that I can trust you to handle things here,” I replied honestly.

“What should I tell her?” Zain asked for further instructions.

“Tell her that I have some things to deal with and that she shouldn’t wait up for me,” I instructed.

I didn’t think that Dahlia would wait up for me and it would come as no surprise if she preferred to have me gone. Zain nodded his head once to show me that he understood.

**Dahlia’s point of view**

What time is it now?

Is it possible to tell how much time has passed from the movement of the stars in the sky?