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When I was younger and knew less about the world and how relationships between people were supposed to function, I had thought that it was normal for a parent to ask for favors from their child. For the life of me, I cannot recall a conversation with my father where he didn’t want or needed something from me. It was when I grew up that I realized that it wasn’t normal, and that the conversations that my father had with Anthony were different. At the same time, I realized that my father had no other reason or desire to have any other kind of conversation with me. As time passed by, the things I thought were requests turned into commands.I wasn’t sure how I felt at the time, but I was surely not at all surprised. It was as if deep down, I had always known that my father and his wife and the entire Vulkan family did not give a damn about me or my mother. Just as my father would only appear from time to time at our house during the dead of night to seek comfort from my mother’s body, he
Substitute Wife for the Mafia King A Bride for Him
“Never! We can never do something like that. We’ll be ruining Antony’s life! Can’t you see? If anyone finds out about this, Anthony can never return to his life as normal. He won’t be able to take over the company and his engagement to the Alnault family will definitely be cancelled,” Anetta shrieked before her voice broke.“That’s right. The shareholders won’t accept it, and even if he recovers, they will doubt his capabilities in leading the company and the Vulkan family. The Alnaults will definitely think the same way if not worse and we can’t have that. No matter what, no one is allowed to find out about this,” father readily agreed with his wife.“Please…please do this for Anthony. My son really needs your help. We need your help,” Annetta begged with tears in her eyes.The painful look on her face made me feel nauseous with disgust. I would rather she be screaming like a mad woman and hitting me with her small fists just like she did when I was a boy. That version of her, I felt
Substitute Wife for the Mafia King Possessive Demand
“Desperate times call for desperate measures. Isn’t that what they say?” Alfred said with a pleased smile on his face.“Nonsense. Dahlia left this country many years ago,” I reminded him.“You should fire whoever is gathering information for you since it’s clear that he’s slow and not on top of things. Dahlia is back. In fact, she arrived just today,” my father revealed as his calculating smile widened.Dahlia is back…Why did she choose to come back?Why did you come back here, Leya?I knew immediately that my question was a foolish one. Dahlia didn’t choose to come back; she came back because she didn’t have a choice. Even after being disowned by her family and all that they have done to her, she is nothing more than a pawn in her parents’ game for power. If there was a reason that would compel her to return to this country, it would be because of her sister and nothing else. It was strange how I felt like I understood her and what she was thinking so well. Perhaps it was because th
Substitute Wife for the Mafia King Awaiting His Return
Just as always, Jenna was bossy and loved to nag at me until I did things the way she wanted. There were times that I found her annoying, but I have always appreciated all that she’d done for my mother and me.“Where is she?” I asked flatly.“You can come here and see for yourself,” she replied.Before I could respond, Jenna began pulling on the sleeve of my suit. There was no way that an old and frail woman with such a small frame could manage to drag me along with her, but I found myself following her willingly as she led the way into the mansion. Dahlia truly saved me the trouble of looking for her. One step through the doorway and I could already see her.“She fell asleep here while waiting for you…” Jenna reported with a worried look on her face.That worried look as she looked at Dahlia quickly transformed into a disapproving glare when she directed her gaze at me. I let out a sigh when I realized that Jenna was determined to make me out to be the bad guy in this situation. Alth
Substitute Wife for the Mafia King Won’t Let Him Go
After that night, Bradon hardly ever came home, and soon enough, I realized that he had his own bedroom located somewhere unbeknownst to me in the mansion. He never spent the night with me after that first night to my utter relief. Just thinking that I had sex with him that night made me feel very conflicted inside. The discomfort and tightness in my chest that accompanied my thoughts of that passionate night that we shared made me lock that memory away as I willed myself to forget all about it.“Can’t you put me down any gentler?” I asked sarcastically after he had practically dumped me onto the bed.Although he made sure to carry me all the way to my bedroom, Bradon showed no interest in me after he was done with the task. Once again, I had no idea what he was thinking. I watched in confusion as he stared at me silently before turning to leave.“Wait! We need to talk,” I cried out desperately as I reached my hands out to grab his arm.Before I knew what I was doing, I had already gr
Substitute Wife for the Mafia King Asking For It
Despite everything, I still had my arms around his body as if I was hanging on to dear life. There was probably no logical reason but only my stubbornness that kept me hanging on to him. The cold look that he had in his eyes transformed momentarily into a look of desire. With amazing speed, Bradon untangled my arms from around his body before pushing me down onto the bed. I felt the softness of the mattress against my back before the bed shifted under his weight as he climbed onto the bed and on top of me.“Bradon…” I whispered his name.His large frame loomed over my body, trapping me beneath him against the mattress. I should have felt scared of him but that wasn’t what I felt as my breathing started to quicken. His blue eyes seemed several shades darker than before, and I found them so captivating. My eyes drifted downwards from his eyes to his perfectly straight nose and then his alluringly beautiful lips.“It’s called ‘asking for it’,” he replied to his own question from earlier.
Substitute Wife for the Mafia King Mad with Lust
My body could still vividly recall the pleasure of our intense lovemaking from the night of our wedding, and I had to admit to myself that I was craving for him.Bradon bent down and began licking my collarbone before he began nibbling softly on it. I moaned as my hips began moving on the bed. Instead of pushing him away, I ran my fingers through his soft blond hair as I moaned his name softly. He licked his way down from my collarbone to the sensitive skin in between my breasts as his hand tugged at the small buttons in front of my dress.“Ahh…Bradon…” I moaned as I closed my eyes momentarily in bliss when he finally slipped his hand in between the opening in my dress.His hand finally found my breasts and began groping it a little roughly. I didn’t mind his rough caresses at all. In fact, it felt like exactly what I wanted as I felt my nipples harden into tight and almost painful knots. Brandon readily captured the swollen perk in between his fingertips before pinching it. I cried o
Substitute Wife for the Mafia King Double Hunger
After finding the sweet spot that made me feel good, Bradon wasted no time in thrusting his fingers against it faster and harder. My hips moved uncontrollably in rhythm to the movement of his fingers. It felt unbelievably satisfying and I could feel myself losing control from the addictive satisfaction of his fingers pounding into me. I wasn’t sure why I reacted so strongly to him, but it certainly felt amazing to feel his fingers moving inside of me. Regardless of the reason, I had to admit that he turned me on and made me crave for more.“Brandon…I…Ahh…” I moaned as I felt my head spinning.My climax hit me so suddenly and made me cry out in a strangled voice as my entire body spasmed. My pussy clenched hard around his fingers as I came. I was a panting mess by that time and my entire body felt like it had lost all strength. I kept on squirting my juices out onto his fingers as I rode out the rough waves of my orgasm.“You came so much. My hand is all wet…” Bradon murmured before he
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