Substitute Wife for the Mafia King R18

Chapter 205: Can’t Let Go

She was right that I hated my family but she was wrong in thinking that that was the reason why I wouldn’t help her. No matter how much I wanted to help her, I couldn’t bring myself to do it. Knowing what was going to happen after she achieved her dreams, I couldn’t bring myself to go along with it even though I knew how much it meant to her to finally take revenge on her family.

“Dahlia...” I called her name softly.

Her eyes widened slightly when I brought my fingers closer to her face.

I smiled a little when she did not pull away or avoid my touch. Her skin felt smooth and so soft against my fingertips as I began stroking her cheek.

If she stays here just like this, nothing else seems to matter to me. I can hold her close and hear her heart beating against my ear as I press the side of my face against her chest. I can breathe in her scent as I kiss her hair and the side of her neck. I can taste her when I kiss her and push my tongue into the warm depth of her mouth. I can hear her passionate moans as I caress her sensitive places and hear her cries of ecstasy when I thrust my cock into her.

I doubt that she would understand me even if I told her the truth that I couldn’t let her leave. We made our mistakes, just as I told her before. I made the mistake of doing nothing to help or stop her when she left this country for good. Just like everybody else who cared about her, I lied to myself that it was what was best for her.

When I heard that Dahlia had decided to leave the country for good, I convinced myself that she had made the right choice. I remember telling myself countless times inside my head that it was the best solution for her. She would start off with a fresh new start in a completely new environment. She would be surrounded by new people who knew nothing about her past. She would no longer have to suffer and that she could finally live a normal happy life just like any young woman her age. I thought that I could let her go and that time would help me forget her.

I couldn’t have been more wrong.

If she was planning to leave all along, then...

“You shouldn’t have come back...” I whispered.

It’s already too late.

Just like I made the mistake of letting her go, Dahlia made the mistake of coming back. I looked down at her upturned face as her eyes widened with apparent confusion. Before I knew it, it was already too late for me and also for her. I couldn’t let her go anymore. Although I didn’t know how much longer I could keep her locked up as I watched her soul slowly wither away, I was too selfish to set her free. Even as she warned me directly that what I was doing might end up killing her, I still couldn’t find it in me to let her go.

“Bradon...” she called my name softly and questioningly.

I love how she calls my name. Whether it was in a fit of rage or when she was pleading for my attention and favor, I always liked it when she called me by my name.

“Shh...” I made a soft hushing sound.

I could tell that Dahlia had an endless list of questions that she wanted to ask but I wasn’t in the position to provide any answers that she would want to hear. While taking note of what it was that she desired, I made a silent promise to myself to help her achieve her goals in one way or another when the right time came.

As for now...

I wrapped my arms around her back before capturing her lips with mine. The softness of her lips and the sweet smell filled my senses. The weight of her body on my lap and the feel of her soft body in my arms told me that I had made the right decision.

She’s still here...

...

**Dahlia’s point of view**

How early did we start our dinner?

The sky above was still a clear blue color. It was such a bright and clear day with wonderful weather. That was what went through my head after Bradon had lifted me up and laid me down on the table. The view of the sky above was the first thing that greeted me and I couldn’t help but admire it. The pleasure of observing the sky did not last for long before the view was completely blocked by Bradon’s face as he loomed over me.

Unlike the sky above, his intense blue gaze wasn’t at all clear and he looked very disturbed. His lips captured mine again and his kiss felt much rougher and more demanding than before. I made a moaning sound in my throat as the hot wet tip of his tongue delved between my lips. When I parted my lips for him, Bradon slipped his tongue boldly into my mouth. His kiss felt passionate and very pleasurable like it always did.

“Bradon...we’re outside...” I reminded him in between our heated kisses.

“Don’t you like it outside?” he asked as his hands roamed downward to caress my breasts.

The dress that Bella had picked wasn’t just short but also gave Bradon easy access to my tits. I smiled a little while thinking if she also knew that something like this was supposed to happen even though we were scheduled to have dinner outdoors. Bradon’s hands slipped into the V-neck of my dress and under the cups of my bra to grope my breasts directly.

“Ahh...” I moaned without bothering to hold back my reactions.

It didn’t matter. Sooner or later, I would end up letting him have his way with me. There was no point in trying to put up an act.

–To be continued...

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