Semua Bab Substitute Wife for the Mafia King: Bab 151 - Bab 160

“Stop playing these games,” he warned as his hand tightened again on my upper arms.It was as if he thought that if he held me tighter and shook my body, his words would sink right into my head and an understanding would form between us. Sadly, things weren’t at all that simple.“Why? Do you regret saving me now that you know the truth?” I demanded to know as I glared back at him.“Dahlia…” he hissed my name.“You think I’m a horrible person, don’t you? I hurt Daphne and I even used you. I knew you would come and save me whether you liked it or not. You can’t let me get hurt…” I stated while I wondered just how much of those words were true.“Don’t ever do something like this again,” he warned, and I could tell that he was dead serious.“Aren’t you shocked…that I really pushed her down the stairs?” I asked before I could stop that foolish question from escaping my lips.Of course, I already knew the answer. I even knew that his answer would somehow end up hurting me, but I just wanted

My inside wouldn’t stop quivering and I knew that my body was frustrated from being robbed of the joys of orgasming although I was already so close. I swear that I didn’t have something like this in mind when I accepted the designer’s suggestion to insert a slit all the way up to almost my hips into the dress for the event. Bradon slid my panties off of me before discarding them on the floor.“Spread your legs…” Bradon instructed as his hands moved to pull my thighs apart.The dress parted and flew away from my legs as if it knew what it was supposed to do in such a situation to not get in our way. I felt my pussy being stretched opened as Bradon spread my thighs widely apart while he stood in between my legs. I could feel my core heating up even hotter than before as my pussy clenched in anticipation of what I knew was going to come next.“Let’s see how long you can stay sitting up,” Bradon said in wonder.He grabbed my thighs and yanked them even further apart. I cried out in a mix

“Ahh! So…fast…” I cried out in between my lusty moans and harsh panting.“You like it this way much better, don’t you?” he said almost knowingly.I wasn’t sure if I preferred to have it fast and hard, but I had to say that I was surely enjoying how his cock was pounding into my wet hole. My core felt so hot, and I could feel myself getting hotter and wetter inside. The sound of his cock stirring up my wet juices sounded so lewd and turned me on even more than before. My mind felt like it had been sucked under a spell of desire until all I could think about was Bradon and what he was doing to me.“Yes…Ahh…” I moaned without realizing that I had just answered his question.Taking it nice and slow might be nice for once between us but it just didn’t feel like what we needed at that moment. There was a right time for everything, and what felt right for both of us was some hot and wild sex. I already knew just how compatible our bodies were with each other and sex with Bradon had always fe

“That’s not…” I murmured to myself as an empty void seemed to have opened up in the middle of my chest. It was when the door of the room closed behind him and I was left completely alone that I understood that those were not the words that I wanted to say to him. Everything that I said to him were probably all the wrong things. The look of slight disappointment that crossed his face whenever I apologized told me well enough that he didn’t like what he had heard from my lips. No matter how many times I apologized to him whether it was in pure sincerity or in pure anger, it would never be enough. “Thank you…for saving me…” I whispered so softly that I could barely hear myself. I had no idea why those simple words were so hard to say out loud to him. Of course, I knew that I had to apologize to him for going against our agreement and for using him; however, I should have known that I should have thanked him as well. It was so easy to apologize to get it over with and yet it was so har

The large villa where we were staying looked quite impressive indeed. When I took up my phone to snap a short video of it, I also found out that the place was extremely photogenic. The almost entirely white building with a red roof in an eastern architecture style stood out against the lush green of the surrounding tropical garden. The coconut trees in the background also added to the tropical vibe, and I could already picture in my mind just how impressive the view would be at sunset. The breeze that blew my hair back felt calming and it made me feel like at least mother nature was welcoming me with open arms. Bradon wasn’t at all talkative during our ride and I was itching to remind him that Anthony would never act so distant and silent like this with anyone, let alone his own wife. Not to mention the fact that we were supposed to be on our honeymoon. “You two should go rest up and settle down before dinner time. We’ll be shooting a romantic dinner scene by the beach. In the meant