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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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Unforgettable Lust

“Ahhh…” I moaned as my effort to keep it in failed.

Bradon told me that I made the mistake of coming back. If he was referring to the fact that I returned to this country, then his regret must be related to how I left this country in the past. It still didn’t make any sense to me no matter how hard I thought about it because Bradon had nothing to do with my decision to leave the country in the first place.

What does he mean when he said that he let me go? Why was it a mistake to him?

“It must be so easy for you to forget. Anything that isn’t convenient for you, you’ll just forget it, isn't that right, Dahlia?” he accused me tauntingly.

The tone of his voice was dark and tinged with malice and some emotions that I couldn't identify or understand. He sounded hurt but at the same time, there was so much hatred in his voice as well.

“That’s not true…” I whispered in response.