Substitute Wife for the Mafia King R18-Chapter 354: Catching a Temptress
"Why would I ever get jealous?" I replied bluntly.
"Well, I guess that’s a slight shame. Then again, I guess sometimes we don’t have a good understanding of our own emotions, am I right?" she asked sweetly before smiling seductively at me.
"What about you? Do you think you have a good understanding of your emotions?" I asked, wondering as our eyes locked in an intense stare.
"I’m not sure if I understand my feelings very well, but I think that I understand what I want really, really well," she replied in a seductive whisper as she slowly reached out a hand and placed it against my beating heart. Her beautifully alluring eyes were filled with desire as she stared into my face while her hand slowly stroked my chest suggestively.
"Shouldn’t we wait until we get back home?" I asked. Things were starting to get even more amusing than I ever thought possible when I entered the hospital room. Instead of heading back as fast as possible, it seemed like she was intent on seducing me right then and there. Whatever the reason for her actions, I was certain that her lust and desires were just a small fraction of her act.
"Maybe because it’s been too long, I feel like I can’t wait any longer," she confessed.
Saying she didn’t want to waste any more time, she moved swiftly to straddle me before lowering herself onto my lap. She smiled seductively as she placed a hand around my neck while running her fingers through her hair with the other. Other men would have enjoyed her seductive act without a doubt, but I had to say that my brain was very much intact. She was beautiful, but not my type of beautiful. She wrapped her arms around my neck before her face totally approached mine as she leaned in with the intent to kiss my lips.
"What are you doing?" I asked her coldly.
"What do you mean? I thought I already made it pretty obvious," she replied softly with her lips only inches from mine.
"I think you should stop," I told her calmly as I gently took her wrists in my hands. Diana’s eyes widened in surprise and a blank look overcame her face as she watched as I slowly removed her hands away from my chest.
"Is something wrong? Are you too tired? Is that why you don’t seem to be in the mood for it today?" she asked with a slightly worried look on her face.
I knew that she was playing coy and that she was probably trying to test me. At the same time, I could feel the confidence that oozed clearly from her body. She knew what she was doing and she was confident that she had everything under control. I almost couldn’t control myself and I burst out laughing at how clueless Diana really was. She probably had no idea that I could clearly see through her act.
"Do you always do this?" I asked without making a move.
She seemed slightly taken aback by my question, before a slight look of confusion graced her beautiful facial features. She raised a brow before cocking her head slightly to the side in a calculated act of feigned ignorance.
"I’m not sure what you’re talking about," she replied lightly.
"Do you always go after your sister’s men like this?" I asked as I stared deeply into her eyes.
For a few seconds, Diana was stunned into silence as her entire body froze on top of mine. Then, as if she had regained some parts of her composure, she let out a scoff before laughing quite freely. Her body shook from the impact of her laughter while I waited patiently for her to calm down.
"Well, I don’t know. It depends on whether I like him well enough or not, or if I have something worthy to gain," she replied before letting out another laugh and waving her hand dismissively.
"I’m joking. I’m fine with stealing any woman’s man as long as he’s not my sister’s," Diana readily corrected herself as she continued laughing. Her entire face became a beautiful shade of pink and I could tell that she found the entire situation quite amusing.
"So, you’re saying that you’re one of my sister’s men right now?" she asked teasingly.
"I am her only man," I replied bluntly.
"Are you sure about that?" she said challengingly.
"Yes," I replied without feeling the need to further explain myself.
"I’d say that you’re quite confident. Since when?" she asked.
"Right from the beginning," I replied honestly. In fact, from the first moment that I entered the room, I knew that the woman waiting for me inside wasn’t the one that I wanted to see. I could tell right away just from the air hanging around her that the person inside the room was Diana and not Dahlia.
"Wow! I have to say that you’re probably the first person that I know that can tell the two of us apart. Honestly, I’m very shocked and also very impressed at the very same time. I mean, how can you even tell that I’m not Dahlia?" Diana asked with widened eyes.
"It doesn’t matter how I can tell you two apart. You’re Diana, and you’re not Dahlia, and that is all that matters," I replied passively while I wondered how much longer she was going to straddle my lap.
"I’ve always thought that our act was perfect whenever we made our switch. I guess I might have to work on that," she said thoughtfully as if she was just talking to herself.
"What do you want?" I asked without beating around the bush. There was no way that Diana was pulling a trick like this simply because she was bored or had free time on her hands.
"Dahlia told me that you were great in bed, so I figured I should try you out for myself," Diana replied before letting out a giggle.
"Too bad for you, I’m not at all interested in trying you out," I replied flatly.
–To be continued...
