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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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His cock beating repeatedly into me, with each thrust kissing my womb felt so intense.

“Who is fucking your sweet little pussy right now?” Bradon asked in a low growl.

He captured my chin and forced me to look at him. His face was right above mine and I couldn’t help but stare up at him. I felt tears stinging the back of my eyes from the intensity of his thrusts and the mind-blowing pleasure that he was making me feel. I didn’t want him to stop fucking me and it didn’t seem like he was about to stop any time soon either.

“Ahh…Ahhh!” I cried out when I felt his cock ramming against my womb again.

Bradon’s movement became even more aggressive. It started to hurt a little but the heightened pleasure felt more than worth it.

“Answer me, Leya. Whose cock is pounding your hole right now?” he asked in snarl.

“Ahh…Bradon…Ahhh! Bradon!” I cried out in a strangled voice as I finally reached my mind-shattering climax.