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25. The Feast of the Wolves
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2026-05-30 17:06:48
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Becoming a Substitute Wife for a Cold Mafia 29. Tension Limit
The morning air in Neophile City had never felt this thick. The heavy mist that usually enveloped the exclusive hills of the Wilder territory seemed to blend with the boiling atmosphere of tension from the lower district. Inside the spacious master bedroom, Helga woke up with the warmth slowly fading from her side. The bed next to her was already empty, leaving behind messy and crumpled black silk sheets, a silent testament to the storm of sexual passion that had burned through every corner of the room until just before dawn.Helga sat up slowly, pulling the thick charcoal-colored blanket to cover her bare body, which still felt a bit fatigued. Her small fingers moved reflexively to feel her neck. The silver box pendant was still hanging safely there, feeling cold against her skin. The ancient metal gleamed faintly, storing the secret of the genetic code and coordinates of the forbidden laboratory unknown to anyone in this underworld, including the Wilder dynasty that was c
Becoming a Substitute Wife for a Cold Mafia 28. Burning Passion Angle
The silence of the night on the highest floor of the Wilder main mansion was once again disturbed by a sudden, searing shift in the atmosphere. Helga, who was just about to close her eyes within Zean's embrace, suddenly felt a different kind of warmth from the man's fingers. The slow stroke that was initially soothing on her bare back gradually transformed into a possessive grip laden with masculine demands.Zean's large hand, rough from the friction of firearms, crept down from her shoulder blades, tracing the curve of Helga's waist, before moving up to the front of her chest. Without warning, Zean squeezed Helga's breast with just the right amount of force, intense enough to make Helga gasp."Ah-h ... Zean ...." A hoarse sigh escaped straight from Helga's lips, breaking the silence of the minimalist room.The sudden intimate touch instantly reawakened the biological passion that had subsided moments ago. A primitive electric shock spread rapidly to all o
Becoming a Substitute Wife for a Cold Mafia 27. Warm Under the Blanket
The remnants of the storm of passion that burned through the master bedroom slowly evaporated, leaving behind a peaceful silence under the dim moonlight of Neophile City. On top of the large bed covered in black silk, there was no longer any barrier or jealousy remaining. There were only two heartbeats now pulsing in a synchronized rhythm, slowly subsiding after those intense biological demands were fully met. Helga lay on her side with her head resting comfortably on top of Zean's bare, broad chest. Their bare skin, without a single thread, touched each other, channeling a pure warmth that stood in stark contrast to the coldness of the Wilder mansion's gothic stone walls. A thick charcoal-colored blanket covered both of their bodies up to their chests, hiding the curves of Helga's body as well as the medical bandage on her right shoulder which, fortunately, did not tear again during the hot struggle earlier. Zean's long fingers moved slowly
Becoming a Substitute Wife for a Cold Mafia 26. Shadowless Space
The tense dinner banquet in the main hall of the Wilder family finally concluded, leaving behind a thick silence as Zean led Helga back to the highest floor of the mansion. Along the dimly lit teak wood corridor, Zean held Helga's fingers tightly, as if asserting his position to anyone who dared to lurk behind the shadows. However, as soon as their footsteps crossed the double oak doors of Zean's private bedroom and the door closed tightly, the atmosphere between the two suddenly changed.Helga pulled her hand away from Zean's grip smoothly yet firmly. Her face, which had been so fierce and cold while silencing Elzio and Emillia in the dining room, now completely transformed. Her stubborn side dimmed, replaced by a trace of gloom that caused her lips to pout slightly.Helga walked past the king-size bed covered in black silk, then stood freezing near the large glass window that displayed the glittering lights of Neophile City under the siege of the night mist.Zean removed his chronog
Becoming a Substitute Wife for a Cold Mafia 25. The Feast of the Wolves
The main dining hall of the Wilder mansion that night looked like a theater of luxury built upon a foundation of blood. A long table made of ancient teak wood draped in an ivory white silk tablecloth stretched across the center of the room, presenting high-class dishes that glittered under the glow of the crystal chandelier. Yet to Helga, this room was no different from a gladiator arena in the darkest corner of Neophile City.Helga stepped down the marble staircase with her back perfectly straight. The black leather pants wrapping her long legs, combined with the ivory white shirt featuring an asymmetrical cut and the sharp-structured blazer, made her stand out among the upper faction women who that night uniformly wore luxurious evening gowns studded with gemstones. Her long black hair, left to fall straight, moved rhythmically with her steady strides.She had to face this night alone. Zean was still held up at the central headquarters to interrogate his father, leaving Helga as fre
Becoming a Substitute Wife for a Cold Mafia 24. Traces Left Behind
Helga's footsteps sounded constant as she followed a middle-aged maid up the circular staircase toward the highest floor of the Wilder main mansion. The maid walked in a submissive silence, bowing her head deeply as if she were escorting a new queen, or perhaps a captive whose fate was hanging by a thread.They passed through a long corridor with dark teak wood flooring, where the walls were filled with old gothic-style paintings and portraits of the Wilder family ancestors staring coldly from inside gold frames. At the end of that corridor, there was a large double oak door with a minimalist yet sharp engraving of a wolf's head."This is Young Master Zean's private room, Miss Helga," the maid said in a low, polite voice, while opening one of the door leaves and inviting Helga to step inside. "All your needs have been prepared inside. If you require anything for the dinner later, you can press the intercom button near the bed."Helga gave a short nod."Thank you. You may leave."As so
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