ONE NIGHT WITH MR LUCIFER

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The woman on the TV screen smiled brightly, addressing her audience. "What's up, New York City? I know most of us are eagerly awaiting tomorrow's event. In just 20 hours, our superstar and Brooklyn's beloved mayor, Evanora Scott, will be marrying the Grammy-winning singer, Denim King, in front of the whole world. The ceremony will be streamed live to an audience of 20 million."

The announcer continued with a grin, "I also heard Evanora will be wearing a custom Zuhair Murad gown adorned with 10,000 hand-beaded crystals. It's going to be an unforgettable day!"

"Evanora Scott and Denim King are exchanging vows on stage in New York City tomorrow, and after that, they're jetting off to a private island for their honeymoon," another commentator added.

"Honestly, Evanora deserves the best," a woman chimed in. "After so many failed relationships, she's finally found the right man. I'm so happy for her!"

Evanora couldn't stop smiling as she watched Jimmy Fallon and other hosts discussing her upcoming wedding. It had been her dream, and she could hardly wait to walk down the aisle in that breathtaking gown.

After all the heartbreak with her past relationships, she had finally found the man of her dreams, and in less than a day, they would be married. "I'm getting married!" she squealed, her excitement contagious as her friends laughed around her.

"I'm so happy for you, babe!" Mirabella exclaimed. "I mean, damn! You're marrying the hottest singer ever." Evanora laughed, feeling grateful for her friend's excitement. Mirabella had always been her closest friend, bold and supportive, even if she was a little crazy.

"Well, I don't think he's perfect for you, Evanora," Evelyn said, sipping her juice. Her disapproval was obvious, and Evanora shot her a glare.

Evelyn had never approved of Denim, no matter how hard he tried to make a good impression. It grated on Evanora; Evelyn knew how much her friends meant to her, but still refused to give him a chance.

"I don't know what your problem with him is, Evelyn, and honestly, I don't care if you don't like him," Evanora said, her voice hardening. "But don't you dare talk trash about my soon-to-be husband."

Evelyn looked taken aback for a moment, but then shrugged nonchalantly. "I'm just saying, Eva. You know I care about you and want what's best," she replied, though her tone held a hint of reluctance. "But if he makes you happy, I'll keep my mouth shut... for now."

Mirabella rolled her eyes, draping an arm around Evanora. "Ignore her, babe. You deserve all the happiness tomorrow's going to bring, and we're going to make sure this wedding is as unforgettable as you dreamed."

Evanora smiled, grateful for Mirabella's unwavering support. She knew her friend had been there through every heartbreak, every failed relationship, and every painful lesson along the way. This wedding wasn't just a milestone in her love life; it was a victory over everything she'd overcome to get here.

As the night deepened, they poured glasses of champagne and toasted to the big day. The air was filled with laughter, warmth, and the sparkle of pre-wedding excitement. Evanora's thoughts drifted to Denim, imagining the moment she'd see him standing at the altar, waiting for her with that charming smile she'd fallen in love with.

"Can you believe it?" she murmured, almost to herself. "In just a few hours, I'll be Evanora King." Her voice was soft, filled with both awe and anticipation.

"You two are going to be perfect together," Mirabella assured her. "And, Evelyn," she added pointedly, "whether you like it or not, you're about to witness the happiest day of our best friend's life."

Evelyn managed a small smile and raised her glass. "Alright, alright. To the bride-to-be."

The three friends clinked glasses, their laughter echoing around the room as they celebrated the night away. Evanora felt a surge of happiness, a sense of fulfillment that had once seemed so distant. The love she'd found, the friends who stood by her, and the city she adored-it was all coming together.

Tomorrow, she would be stepping into a new chapter, a new life. And as she lay in bed later that night, trying to calm her racing thoughts, she couldn't help but feel that all of her struggles had been worth it. In just a few hours, her dream was about to become reality.

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(NEXT DAY)

It finally the day the guys. I know everyone are getting ready to witness the exchanging of vows but please don't forget to send me some videos" The woman on the tv said, and a few people just laughed.

The young woman heart was pounding widely as she she stared at herself in the wedding gown. She knew she was looking beyond gorgeous. She gasped, and covered her mouth trying not to cry but it came out, and she couldn't stop crying.

"Hey don't do that. You will ruin your makeup" Someone who was from behind said, and she quickly cleaned her tears.

The lady hugged her. "You are getting married Eva and don't you forget about me no matter what" Andrea, her stepsister said and they both chuckled.

She sighed. "Where is dad?" She asked. "He is so excited to see you. He is waiting at the entrance of the hallway" Andrea whispered, and the Evanora blushed.

Looking around she smiled, her loved ones was with her. Her siblings, her friends, her dad and some few relative but her mother was not here with her.

She chuckled and cleaned the tears threatening to fall down from her eyes. "Let's get going sweetheart. The priest is am impatient one" Andrea said...