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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
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140 Chs
#R18
#COMEDY
#GENIUS
#BETRAYAL
#REVENGE
#CEO
#FASTPACED
#POWERFULCOUPLE
#ENEMIESTOLOVERS
#ARRANGEDMARRIAGE

HARLEY: Another Woman

I stared at Sylus, noting the mix of worry and displeasure on his face.

"Sylus—" 

He stalked right straight to me, cradling my cheeks and pulling me into a kiss, deep and so sure like if he didn't, I would disappear or vanish from him. My hand reached for his wrists and the second he broke the kiss, I gulped air into my lungs, lifting my eyes to meet his green ones that were boring me into the bed. 

"Sylus?"

"What's going on, Harley?" he asked, cupping my face. "Why weren't you answering my calls? I tried calling you a lot of times." 

The worry in his tone was clear. And It really hadn;t been my intention in any way to have him concerned for me. I was just…

I bit into my bottom lip and let go of his wrists, slipping off to get up from the bed. "Harley," he called, turning around to watch me as I walked over to the chair, taking my seat. 

"Is something going on?" he asked. "Can you please tell me? Did someone hurt you?"