Zelra

“I will let you be on top from tonight, please don’t divorce me, darling!”

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Evelyn’s fairytale life shattered when a stranger stormed in, claiming to be the real daughter of the Wright family with proof. Her enviable privileges? Stripped away. Her spotless reputation? Tarnished. Her four-year engagement? Abruptly annulled.

But the worst betrayal came from her once-loving father, all set to marry her off to settle a business score—with a man twice her age!

Everyone in the circle attended this scandalous wedding, eager to witness the downfall of the supposed fake heiress. Yet, the climax was not what even Evelyn had anticipated!

Zevian Reign, the nation’s richest tycoon, known for being every woman’s fantasy and the nightmare of all his rivals, made a dramatic entrance. His arrival stunned the guests, but his brazen wish was even more startling! He casually demanded to replace the groom and marry the beautiful bride.

No one dared to challenge, nor did anyone have the guts to disobey him. They were left with no choice but to watch the wedding unfold. 

And it was Evelyn’s time to smirk, for she was now the devil’s wife. And all those who had ruined her, they would pay back in tenfold!

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[Excerpt]

"Why would I ditch my husband for a loser?" Evelyn chuckled, crossing her arms defiantly. "He is better than him in all the aspects." Her gaze drifted to her ex-fiancé nearby, and she continued with a smirk, "Actually, a lot better in bed."

As Annabelle’s face flushed with disdain, Evelyn patted her back and leaned in to deliver another slap. "So, good luck with licking my leftovers, dear step-sister. He's a perfect match for you."

The Billionaire's Rental Wife Is A Hot Shot

"Can I?" Zevian's soft voice, almost a whisper, brought Evelyn back to reality. Her heart fluttered, realizing he was asking for permission, a mix of anxiety and anticipation tightening her chest. She nodded slightly, averting her eyes to hide her blush.

Zevian's eyes flickered with hesitation as he held her cheek, the soft caress of his thumb sending a chill down Evelyn's spine. As much as he wanted to kiss her, he didn't want to rush the process. Taking things slowly and claiming her only when she was absolutely ready sounded rational. But the moment demanded it, and he decided to give a light peck.

Summoning his courage, Zevian leaned in and captured her lips. Evelyn's breath hitched, a surge of electricity radiating through her, spreading from her lips to every corner of her body. Her eyes instinctively fluttered shut, and without thinking, she leaned closer and kissed him back.

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