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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
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369 Chs

Playful Seduction

With another small push, he made me take a few steps forward. I could feel his presence standing so close behind me and that made me feel nervous as my heart started to beat faster in my chest. Although he seemed patient with me, I knew very well that he must be extremely angry with what I had done.

“Put your hands on the that large tree over there and bend over,” he instructed as he whispered directly into my ear.

“Huh?” I murmured in bewilderment.

“Do it, Dahlia…” he whispered seductively close to my ear.

As I hesitated, Bradon guided my hands and planted them against the hard tree trunk where he wanted them. While complimenting me that I was doing well, he began caressing my waist before his hands dipped to caress the sides of my hips.

“What are you doing?” I asked with clear panic in my voice.

“Helping you take off your pants,” he answered matter-of-factly.