“I will let you be on top from tonight, please don’t divorce me, darling!” ----- 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! ++++ [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 next day, Kiana slowly woke up from her sleep to find both her mommy and daddy beside her. A small smile tugged at her lips as she realized their arms were wrapped around her, forming a protective cocoon, making sure no one could come between them. Slowly, she wriggled out of her father's large hand, her movements delicate as she shifted toward her mother, nestling into Evelyn's warmth.
Evelyn woke to the sensation of her little bear trying to cling to her tighter. She chuckled softly, pulling Kiana fully into her arms, and pressed a tender kiss on top of her messy hair.
"Morning, baby," she whispered gently, her voice soft with affection.
"Good morning, Mommy!" Kiana beamed, her sleepy face lighting up instantly.
Evelyn's heart melted at the sight of her little girl's radiant smile. She kissed her forehead again, brushing a few strands of hair away from her face.