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The Billionaire’s Trial Wife

(Warning, rated 18, No Rape)    Harley is a twenty-two year old unwanted daughter of a millionaire businessman, nothing short of a troublemaker to get back at her cruel father. When a risky contract arises between her father and the Billionaire Sylus Jones, she is forced into a trial marriage with Sylus—a man who is both an enemy and, strangely, a charm.   A kind of dislike, hatred, and the need to destroy each other while aware the contract is on the line burns between these two. However, provoking a man like Sylus is probably not the best idea…or the safest. But then again, Harley Legan Eun-kyung has never been good at playing it safe. Things begin to get a lot more complicated when this marriage is unfortunately made public against their initial agreement and plans. Can these two keep in mind that this marriage is nothing short of a facade that will end in two months?  Probably not. But how will they survive this trial marriage when there's nothing to like about each other? When all they do is bicker and fight, hating everything about each other? How will they learn to live with each other? And how will they learn to deal with the burning desire—the flickering need, that had ignited between the two of them, one that proved hard to overlook?  Each is what the other desires. But each is also what the other hates. 

AngelLily · Urban
Not enough ratings
140 Chs

HARLEY: And He Will Be Pissed!

My heart skipped a deadly beat. 

I stood, staring at the man I'd known my whole life, pointing a pistol at me like he was ready to end my life at that very moment. Was he even the Olive I'd known from childhood? 

"You look like you've seen a ghost," Olive said to me with a humorous smile on his face.  

"I asked, "What are you doing, Olive? Why?"

He shrugged. "You remember how mean you were to me the last time you came? Yeah, I really hated that." 

"What?" My face scrunched in disbelief. "Are you kidding me? People fight all the time, we just had a little misunderstanding. And I was in a bad mood. Is this why you are standing there, pointing a gun at me?" 

"Not exactly." He shook his head. "But it is part of the reason."  

I deeply frowned at him. "Part of the reason? What could I have possibly done to you to make you want to go this far? We are friends, what is wrong with you?"