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The Billionaire's Rental Wife Is A Hot Shot

“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."

Zelra · Urban
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203 Chs

A Perfect Shield

Evelyn's breath hitched, her heart racing wildly. She closed her eyes, her body heated up at his words, the raw desire and intensity in his tone sending shivers down her spine. She could feel the pulse of her heart quicken, but she fought it, struggling to maintain some semblance of control. 

A smirk curled Zevian's lips as he took in her reaction, enjoying every bit of it. The way her breath hitched, the way her body responded to him, it was enough to turn him on. His heart raced with a hunger that matched hers, but he could see the exhaustion in her eyes that held him back. 

The mental drain that Evelyn had gone through today, from the past few days, she needed rest and deep sleep to get out of it. 

Reaching over, Zevian gently kissed her forehead, his lips lingering for a moment longer. "Let's sleep for tonight," he murmured, his voice soft but firm. "We still have many more ahead."