Realfantasies

[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?

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Substitute Wife for the Mafia King R18

Even so, I wasn't sure what I wanted to do about us, and now there was also that complicated and sensitive issue of how I should deal with Anthony. 


"I'm sorry, but I just don't know how I should be feeling right now. I just feel so bad for Anthony and what he had to go through..." I replied quite honestly. 


"You don't have to feel bad for him or for anybody. Just do what you think is best for yourself, or just leave it to me. Anthony will be fine, trust me," Bradon told me with clear certainty in his voice, as if he could foresee the future. 


"I want to help him, but I don't know how I can do that. I think it would make me feel less guilty," I confessed softly. 


"I'm sorry if I played a part in making you feel guilty. There's honestly no need for you to feel that way, and I did not mention your involvement in Anthony's accident to make you feel that you are to blame," Bradon explained. 


"But still..." I mumbled as I felt tears sting the back of my eyes. 


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