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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 · Urbain
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#R18
#REVENGE
#CEO
#DRAMATIC
#FACESLAPPING
#BUSINESSWOMAN
#LOVEAFTERMARRIAGE
#STRONGFL
#HEIRESS
#GROVELLINGEX
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Drug or Desire?

Evelyn all alone in the room sat up on the bed, taking off the black blazer clinging tightly to her heated arms, her mind spiraling under the effects of whatever drug was coursing through her veins. Her body betrayed her, pulses of warmth spreading across her every nerve. Her heart raced like a wild horse, flooding her senses with an insatiable need. She stumbled slightly, gripping the nearby nightstand to steady herself, her breath shallow and uneven.

Her thoughts wavered between confusion and dread. What happened? she wondered. What the hell was happening to her?! She raked her fingers through her hair, trying to focus and find clarity in the fog consuming her mind. Sweat beaded on her forehead, her skin flushed with an unnatural heat. Everything felt wrong! Someone surely trapped her!