Her glamorous fantasy evaporated immediately the handsome face came into view with its vicious aura. Her heart sank and her hands began to tremble. 

'Be calm, Leona, he's your husband, not a demon,'her heart faltered as she made an effort to calm herself with such false words. He was indeed a demon that she loathed but feared. He was more hazardous and brutal than a monster. 

He leaned closer and her breath hitched. "Why, dear wife, do you flinch? I don't bite, do I ?" his hot breath hit her neck as it enclosed her whole entity. She bit her lips as she wished to scream in his ears that he was nothing but a monster who held her captive. Ha... Such courage will come from her second life. 

"Nothing. Just weak," she responded certainly but nervously. His brows furrowed as his ocean gloomy eyes rested on her small lips. His finger trailed her lips with unmistakable desire in his eyes. She felt disgusted but was powerless. She turned away from him as a tear trailed down her white face. Her veins popped up and her chest felt like it was going to burst any time soon. 

She chocked a sob as his cozy pair of hands cupped her face. "Mine!these lips are meant to moan not cry". 






.... She was an innocent girl whose tremendous life was turned upside down when she mistakenly appeared on an uninvited wedding in a hotel.

She arrived with a purpose, however, she lost her way. Her charm made her an accidental surrogate but a weak one as she got to know that her unexpected husband was the ugly and brutal heir to the throne.

Though sad at her sudden predicament, enemies rose against her, as they tried to get rid of her. Time went by, Circumstances lead to circumstances, affection set in. When this Emperor and his Empress was willing to work out a relationship, something startling happened. 

What could it be? 

Reinforced by Love and fuelled by revenge, this weak Surrogate takes up the throne and brought affliction to those seeking her life and crown.

LADY MAJESTY: His Weak Surrogate

My legs got rooted to the floor. Holy crab, Vivian gonna see my... 


Shit! Leona! That insane lady. I just feel... Feel like. God, I'm doomed. 


"What's it, My Lady?” I heard Vivian ask. 


I couldn't waste another second as I pushed the door with my whole strength and half ran into the living room, panting. 


Vivian stood motionless, her eyes resting on me in wonder. Who wouldn't be after seeing me in such a questionable shape, wet all through with only a towel in the outer chamber, and panting like a marathon racer? 


I bet I look like a lunatic right now. Leona has succeeded in sharing a quarter of her madness with me. 


"My Lord.” Vivian exclaimed, her words coming out like a question. 


She sharply diverted her gaze from me to the north zone of the room. 


"Em. Yes?. No. No, I mean yes. Like yes, it's me. Shit, what the hell am I saying. Can you get a glass of oil? No. Lemon. No. I mean water. Your mistress is thirsty. Right cutie pie?” I altered. 


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