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Substitute Wife for the Mafia King Did We Do It?
Feeling lost and disorientated only added to my sense of panic. I couldn’t quite recall what had happened and how I ended up where I was. Where am I and why am I sleeping here?Timing wasn’t at all on my side. The door opened and a man walked in. My eyes widened as I stared at him. When our eyes met, the memories from last night that I thought I had temporarily lost came flooding back in unstoppable waves. I remembered everything up until the point where we played that Gomoku game together over and over again. I couldn't even remember how many times we played that game or how long we were at it, but I remembered clearly the sense of frustration and then renewed motivation to get back at the prince that overwhelmed me everytime that I lost. I wasn’t overly optimistic and I didn’t think that I could beat the prince at a game that he had been playing for far longer than I had when I was just a beginner. However, I also didn’t think that a game that appeared so simple would turn out to
Substitute Wife for the Mafia King Princess Dahlia
If anything, they surely hoped that I had slept with the prince even though they knew very well that there was no way that he could ever become their future son-in-law. “Dahlia…” Diana called my name as I felt her grab my hand. “Diana…” I murmured her name as my eyes focused on her face. Before I could react any further, her hold on my hand tightened and then she was running while dragging me behind her up the stairs. She locked the door to my bedroom after pushing me inside. “What happened? Did you really have sex with Prince Desmond?” my sister asked excitedly. “No…” I denied before rolling my eyes at her. “Ahh…really?” she said while frowning with disappointment. “Really. Nothing happened. We just played this game and talked…” I reaffirmed before letting out a sigh. “Awww…you can’t be serious. I was going to ask if he was any good in bed…” Diana moaned with regret before flinging herself face first onto my bed. “Why do you have to sound so disappointed? Did you really thin
Substitute Wife for the Mafia King Help Needed
To do that, I need the prince’s help. ‘What about this? You can ask me for anything if you can win a game…’I could remember the promise that we made to each other. If I could beat him at one game of Gomoku, he would grant anything that I wished for as long as I didn’t ask to sit on the throne as the next king. The real issue about that was my failure to beat him. Not even once did I win against him although I did come close to it a couple of times. I could still recall the way the prince smiled and congratulated me on ‘almost’ beating him. I would have taken things even more seriously if I knew that I would need his help like I needed it now. “Desmond…I…I need your help,” I manage to spit out. I knew well enough that because I had failed to win even a single game against him that I didn’t exactly have the right to wish for anything or to request for his help but I didn’t have much pride to hold on to. He might reject my proposal or ignore my plea for help, but I still had to make
Substitute Wife for the Mafia King Sham of a Girlfriend
“That’s…” I muttered but felt too tired to go on. He was right in the strictest sense that I wasn’t married, yet it didn’t feel like he was right. I never thought that the prince would demand something like this from me. “I’m sorry but I don’t think I can go through with this. I might not be married but I’ve taken my sister’s place in her marriage,” I reminded him. “I don’t see how that is an issue. I’m asking you to play my girlfriend as Dahlia and not as Diana,” he replied with a careless shrug of his shoulders. It just didn’t make sense. Back then, the prince asked me to date him so that he could get out of his impending engagement with a few potential marriage candidates. I could understand him back then, he was young and had absolutely no interest in marriage. However, directly turning down the various requests for a politically arranged marriage wasn’t possible. Being in a relationship also wasn’t enough to stop the engagement talks from going forward because everyone would
Substitute Wife for the Mafia King Lust and Attachment
I understood well enough what he was trying to tell me. Those weren’t questions at all but words to guide me to think the way that he wanted me to. I dropped all pretense of politeness as I felt my mood darken. Elaborate words aside, Desmond had just told me that I didn’t have a choice. I bit hard on my lower lip while feeling like he had managed to corner me once again. “I’m not sure if I can do this…” I murmured honestly. I resisted the urge to chew on my own lower lip in extreme exasperation. Since there is only one king and he was going to be crowned the next king very soon, he was right that I had no choice but to involve him in my plan. But still…“I need some time to think about this,” I replied softly. “Sure. There’s still time but I can’t wait forever,” he said lightly. I nodded to show him that I understood. If I wanted to help him out, I knew that we had to start very soon. The latest would be sometime soon after his coronation. Maintaining the line of succession and b
Substitute Wife for the Mafia King Winning Him Back
**A few weeks later**It seemed like my luck had not completely run out because Desmond and I somehow managed to survive the day despite Desmond’s bold move to thwart Bradon. Surprisingly, Bradon didn’t say a word as he let Desmond leave and before I could say anything to him in a desperate attempt to heal the situation, Bradon had already stalked off. For a few days after that, it became impossible for me to catch Bradon. I knew that he was mad but does he have to be this angry? “He’s still angry, isn’t he…” I murmured to myself but it wasn’t really a question. “Maybe the master is just busy…” Bella said as she tried her best to smile. “I should apologize…” I muttered to myself. “That’s not a bad idea,” Bella quickly agreed. Despite her words of encouragement, I was not at all optimistic because I highly doubted that my simple words of apology would cut it. Bradon had been clearly ignoring and avoiding me and I had already started to lose count of how many times he seemed to tu
Substitute Wife for the Mafia King Fastest Way to a Man’s Heart
“His work isn’t really that busy, is it?” I spoke up suddenly. “I’m honestly not sure about that. I guess he is somewhat busy,” Jenna replied softly. I hadn’t realized that I had spoken my thoughts out loud and hadn’t expected a reply from anyone. Although I should be focusing on what Jenna was teaching me so that I could cook up some of Bradon’s favorite dishes, I couldn't stop my mind from wandering to the man himself. One of Jenna’s suggestions was for me to personally cook Bradon something that he likes to eat. I wasn’t convinced that this would do the trick but I didn’t have any better ideas and I surely had a lot of idle time to burn. That was how I ended up in the kitchen with Jenna, Bella, and a few other cooking staff. I stared at the vegetables on the chopping board in front of me as I wondered if what I made was even going to be edible. Cooking had never been something that I enjoyed doing and that was probably because I was horrible at it. Cooking classes had always fel
Substitute Wife for the Mafia King Independent Test
Perhaps it was because such a dinner didn’t quite exist in my family that I appreciated the simple taste of home cooked food more than ever. Bradon must have been quite happy to have Jenna cooking for him and taking care of him. The proof was that Jenna was still here with him. “You’re an amazing cook. This is so tasty and you make everything look so easy,” I complimented her wholeheartedly. “Oh, it’s not me who’s an amazing cook. The recipes of everything that we made today were developed by Brenda,” Jenna said warmly. “Brenda?” I murmured questioningly. “Oh, she’s Master Bradon’s mother. She was an amazing cook when she was younger…” Jenna explained before she suddenly looked away. It just occurred to me that Bradon had never mentioned anything about his mother to me. Just like the many things that I didn’t know about him, his mother was also a mystery to me. Of course I knew that his father was the head of the Vulkan family but I didn’t even know who his mother was or whether
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