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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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Can’t Resist Him

It immediately felt extremely crowded in the bathtub that probably wasn’t made for me to share with someone of his size. Bradon didn’t seem to mind at all; in fact, it just seemed like he was enjoying himself as he sat down in the water and seated me in between his legs.

“You can lean on me…” he said as his arms wrapped themselves leisurely around my waist.

I sat with my back to him in between his legs as his arms pulled me closer to him until my back was pressed up against him. His body heat seeped into my naked skin and he felt hotter than the warm water surrounding us. Bradon let out a sigh of satisfaction as he seemed to relax. On the other hand, I found it virtually impossible to relax with him so close to me.

“Your ankle hurts, so you shouldn’t move around too much,” he warned softly.

How did I end up in this position with him?

“I should get out…” I muttered as I pulled on the edge of the tub in my attempt to get up.