Substitute Wife for the Mafia King R18-Chapter 325: Promised Present
"I guess you’ll have to hold back this time. You shouldn’t bully the sick, right?" I asked teasingly as I patted the empty spot next to me on the bed again.
This time, instead of hesitating in silence, Bradon chuckled softly before climbing into bed with me. The hospital bed creaked from his movement and his weight. The space that we had to share was certainly too narrow for the two of us to sleep separately, so it felt very natural when he pulled me into his embrace and hugged me tightly with my back towards him. I could feel the warmth of his breath tickling the top of my head like a gentle breeze as his chest rose and fell from his steady breathing.
"Are you really scared?" Bradon murmured.
I wondered if I was really scared about the possibility that my life could be in danger. Honestly, it still felt very unreal, although I knew that it wasn’t completely impossible for something like that to happen.
"I was just fooling around. I’m not scared," I said before trailing off with the words that I couldn’t bring myself to admit to him or voice out loud.
I’m not scared... not as long as you are here...
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**A few days later**
A few days later, I was nothing but a very healthy person being locked up in the hospital because Bradon couldn’t help but be overly worried about my health and my apparent safety. Even after I begged for the doctors to explain to Bradon that I was medically in a healthy condition, he only advised for the doctors to observe me for another week before making a judgment call whether or not I was suitable to be discharged from the hospital. As a result, I spent my days browsing social media aimlessly on my phone while I tried not to lose my mind from complete boredom.
At first, I appreciated having Bradon next to me because that meant that I didn’t have to be alone; however, when he became the apparent cause behind the fact that I couldn’t leave the hospital, I began to resent his presence.
Everything changed with the unexpected arrival of my first visitor ever since I was hospitalized. It wasn’t surprising to see Bradon walk through the door; however, I soon found out that he wasn’t alone.
"Your Majesty!" I exclaimed when I saw Desmond walk into my hospital room. If there was anyone who would visit me in the hospital, it would probably be Desmond, so I wasn’t sure why I was extremely surprised to see him. Desmond flashed me a smile before approaching me to stand next to my bed.
"How are you doing? You look bored out of your mind," he asked before letting out a laugh.
"That’s quite accurate. Apart from feeling bored out of my mind, I am completely healthy and ready to leave the hospital," I quickly reported before staring accusingly at Bradon.
Bradon conveniently avoided my stare as Desmond took his seat in a chair next to my hospital bed. I sat up in bed and crossed my legs under me while trying to feel comfortable.
"I guess this is partly because of me for pushing you too hard," Desmond said before he showed me a slightly regretful smile. It wasn’t hard to guess who was responsible for the other part of pushing me to the limit.
"It’s fine. I guess it is also my fault for not managing my schedule well enough. Hopefully, I haven’t caused too much trouble to your plans," I replied before trying my best to smile.
"Not at all. It is a little hard to keep it a secret that you’re in the hospital though. I bet everyone is curious about why you suddenly disappeared after appearing with me. Anyways, there’s nothing for you to worry about apart from yourself right now," Desmond told me comfortingly, and I couldn’t help but think that Bradon had been telling me pretty much the same thing almost every single day.
"I’ll make sure to do better in juggling my schedule going forward, I promise," I said with a firm nod of my head.
"That will be for the best; we can’t have him hogging you all to himself," Desmond replied in agreement.
The way the two men glared at each other as if they were nothing but young boys fighting over their favorite snack told me that they somehow didn’t quite get along, even though they seemed to share a bond that I didn’t understand.
"You won’t have to worry about that for much longer. I’ve got a present prepared for you that will help you out," Desmond said before grinning at me.
His words and the way that he was acting so confidently had me feeling very curious about the present that he had for me.
"Really? Where is the present?" I said without hiding my excitement.
“It will be delivered to you very soon. Just hang on a little longer,” Desmond replied with a bright smile.
“I hope I don’t die from anticipation...” I muttered.
Little did I know at that time that the present that Desmond had prepared for me would bring me both absolute joy and a huge headache at the very same time.
...
"Someone might come in...” I said before I moaned softly.
"Zain or one of the guards will kill them first before anyone can come in without permission," Bradon replied matter-of-factly.
"Ahh... Ahhh..." I moaned even louder as I spread my thighs further apart so that his fingertips could better access the swollen pleasure seed in between my legs.
"That’s it. You should relax and just think about yourself and the pleasure that you’re feeling," Bradon cooed to me seductively as his fingertips continued skillfully massaging my sensitive clit in slow circular motions.
I let out another satisfied moan before sighing from the pleasure that slowly melted into my heated core before spreading to the rest of my body. I sat on the side of the bed with my legs pulled up and my thighs spreading wide apart as Bradon’s hand moved in between my legs. It felt like his fingers were slowly unraveling my defenses as I found myself surrendering to the pleasure of his seduction.
–To be continued...
