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."
We Will Miss You
Later that night, Evelyn paced back and forth in their room. The clock had ticked past eight, and her heart raced with each passing minute. Zevian had important work to finish, and fortunately, he hadn't come out of his study since they returned home.
"So, what will you be wearing?" Avery asked with a smirk. Evelyn had been acting odd, blushing, and lost in her world. Avery had managed to coax out the reason, and she was delighted with her success.
Evelyn glared at her friend, pointing at the door. "Get out!" she grumbled. Avery had come by to ask about dinner but ended up staying after Evelyn accidentally shared her worries. She was regretting it now.
"Oh, come on!" Avery rolled her eyes. "I know it's been a while since you had sex, but stop worrying so much. You'll spoil the mood." She tried to sound nonchalant.
"Says the virgin cat," Evelyn retorted, causing Avery to scowl.