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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
Not enough ratings
380 Chs

Can't Let You Go

I can't let him find out about this. I wasn't sure how well the prince knew Anthony personally, but they definitely knew each other.

“Don't put words in my mouth. There's no one that I like,” I stubbornly denied.

The prince stared at me in silence for a few seconds before he smiled and then shook his head slowly from side to side.

“Did someone ever tell you that you're not a very good liar?” He asked, although it wasn't truly the question.

At that moment, I was absolutely certain that he could see through me and my lies, and I wondered how much he truly knew.

“Are you going to continue to deny it?” The prince asked.

“I'm just telling you the truth,” I replied softly without backing down.

“Well then, if there's no one that you like, I guess that works in my favor. Let's go on more dates until you start falling for me,” the prince suggested as if that was the best solution.

“I don't want to do this,” I said firmly as I decided to take a stand.