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 ContractsView More
I wished he would give me an answer to my earlier question, but at the same time, I didn’t mind that he was kissing me instead. His hand moved to cup my cheek as he swirled his tongue more rapidly against mine. Our kiss quickly got so heated and so wet. My heart raced in my chest as his hand slid down from my cheek to the side of my neck. I wondered how far he was going to take this, but then I realized regretfully that I didn’t have the luxury to find out. “Please…enough…” I said in between my wild panting after breaking our kiss. Bradon looked at me with desire swimming in his eyes. We were outdoors, although there wasn’t anyone else around. We couldn't escape from the campaign for too long, so I knew that we had to head back soon. “So, I was right. You just want to sleep with me. Shall we do it tonight?” I suggested invitingly. Those sweet tempting words of invitation just slipped past my lips and they were clearly not backed up by any logical thought. Before I knew what I was
It could be a cafe, a sightseeing spot nearby, or simply a bold excuse for us to be together in private. Whatever it was, he would make sure that we could get away. “That sounds wonderful. Let’s go…” I replied without any hesitation. Our little escape alone together was nicknamed ‘the lovebirds rendezvous’ by the staff who teased us about it. At first, our little private escapes did not live up to the name that it was given at all. They were just time that I could get away and blow off steam, usually by complaining to Bradon. A week in, things started to change. “It’s windy. Should we sit inside?” Bradon asked casually. “I would rather sit outside,” I replied.I sat down on a bench right in front of a cafe where there was a little garden that I thought was adorably decorated. Bradon sat down beside me as he naturally wrapped an arm around my shoulder. It was indeed windy, but his body heat against mine felt comfortingly warm. “Are you cold?” he asked.“I’m fine…” I replied a litt
**Roughly a month later**Time seemed to crawl as I lived each day with an uneasy feeling inside of me. Roughly a month had passed and my father’s intensive campaign was coming to an end, and yet, there was no further news from the palace regarding the king’s health condition or his abdication. I scoffed to myself when I recalled my words of warning to Bradon earlier on during the campaign. I had told him not to feed me with false hope and it truly felt like I was indeed hanging on to that false hope. The sudden change in the king’s health condition and Bradon’s suggestion that the crown prince may be crowned earlier than expected truly gave me hope that the direction of the tides may have changed in my favor. However, even after a month, nothing seemed to have changed. Did the king get better? I didn’t know what to make of the absolute silence from the palace and all I could assume was that the king was still sick but there was nothing else noteworthy to update the public. Things
He kissed me while capturing my lewd moans into our wet yet sweet kiss. “I didn’t know that you would be so vengeful…” he whispered after breaking our kiss. It took a few seconds for me to connect the dots that he was referring to the hint that I had given him to the plan that I had in mind. I ended up smiling when I thought that he did sound a little impressed. Relief flooded my chest and I let out a sigh of satisfaction. Bradon wasn’t at all appalled by my idea or the real nature of myself that I had shown him. If anything, he sounded quite accepting. “Let’s just say that it’s a personal grudge,” I replied before grinning at him. There was a time when I made the decision to leave this country for good when I truly thought that the best revenge that I could give to them and to life in general was to forget everything, move on, and live the best normal life that I could far away from this place. I fooled myself into thinking that I could forget and that I could let everything slid
I made a mental note to let Bella know that she should only choose short dresses for me whenever I went out with Bradon for dinner. It was surely a hassle but I did manage in pulling my dress up around my waist. “Come here…” Bradon whispered to me tenderly as he hugged his arms around my waist. “Your cock is so hard…” I murmured before letting out a sigh. I wrapped my fingers around the thick girth of his cock as I slowly lowered my hips. The heat of his hard cock at my wet opening when I positioned it in between my pussy lips made my insides tingle with desire. I felt Bradon’s hands cupping the sides of my hips as he urged it down for me to take his thick shaft into my flooded hole. “Let me fuck you, Dahlia…” he said with his voice almost sounding like a plead.It turned me on so badly and I couldn't wait to feel his entire length inside of me. Slowly, I lowered my hips and his cock penetrated upwards into my tight pussy. I moaned as I felt the thick head of his cock stretching m
What are the chances that I would get summoned back here after pretty much being exiled from the country for good just to return when there would be a change in the monarch?Bradon’s lips felt hotter than usual against mine and I could taste traces of sweetness from the wine when he thrusted his tongue deftly into my mouth. As always, I thought that his kiss felt so delicious. I could feel his passion and his desire for me as clear as day. It felt good whenever he kissed me and I found myself kissing him back like it was the most natural thing to do. His kiss was quickly distracting me from my thoughts. Bradon probably had no idea just how much risk I was taking in telling him what I had in mind. I didn’t just spend that brief moment during dinner while we were conversing to make up my mind. In fact, I had been debating the decision whether or not to tell Bradon about what I really wanted to do back and forth in my mind for days now. Whenever I thought that I had made up my mind or g
“How can you be so sure?” I asked as my mind started calculating the various possibilities. It wasn't normal for a king in this country to abdicate the throne. Usually, the succession only happens at the king’s passing and never before. Regardless of that fact, Bradon seemed very convinced that he was right. Does he know something that I don’t?“It should be announced soon enough. I’m sure preparations are being made right now for a flawless announcement of this fact to the public,” he said very casually. “If the king abdicates then that would mean…” I murmured slowly.“Crown Prince Desmond will take over as the next King,” Bradon completed the thought that I had in my mind with his own words. “Prince Desmond…” I whispered as I felt my heart throb almost painfully in my chest. … **Bradon’s Point of View**Dahlia’s face took on a strange expression that I had never seen before when she whispered the crown prince’s name. I thought that she looked slightly panicked or perhaps a lit
That would remain true, unless something were to go wrong. Of course, I didn’t wish for the king’s passing but it was something inevitable. He was definitely not as young as he used to be and cancer is known to be bad news for most. I wonder what Bradon thought of this sudden change in the political landscape. I’ll just have to ask him……Bradon had become clearly more lenient with me ever since we returned from our honeymoon trip. First of all, I could go anywhere I wanted without question as long as I brought Zain or a reliable guard with me. I had absolute freedom in the mansion and all areas within the outside walls, that didn’t mean that I dared venture too deep into the gardens after what had happened before during my escape attempt. The thought of escape never crossed my mind again. Bradon still left early for work but he didn’t return in the dead of night like before. Having dinner and sometimes breakfast with Bradon slowly became something that I got used to. Conversation d
“Oh…I see…” I mumbled while wondering what was behind this sudden development. “This is Master Bradons’ idea and order,” Jenna said with a smile. “Right. Well, I’m glad to have you with me,” I replied.I should have known that this was Bradon’s idea. As to why he went out of his way to do something like this, I had absolutely no clue once again. Perhaps, he wanted her to watch and report on me? Zain could have gotten the same job done as well, but perhaps the fact that he is a man kept him from being with me at all times. I plastered a smile on my lips as I wondered if Bella would be sticking to my side like glue. “Thank you very much, My Lady!” Bella exclaimed excitedly. I had no idea why she looked so happy but I was glad for her. Having an enthusiastic and friendly maid could go a long way in helping out with my life. I also didn’t want to dampen her spirits with any cruel or suspicious remarks about the work that she had been assigned. What is Bradon really after this time?
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