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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: Nova

Sylus glanced at me once before he pushed the front door of his family house open. He'd been mad since our last conversation, and as much as it irritated me, I wasn't going to ask. I had more things to worry about. But his sudden proposal about taking me to his family house, because he thinks they would be able to help, struck me as surprising. Why would his family want to help me, especially his father, who clearly didn't like me? 

We'd only made it a few steps in when my footsteps slowed, my eyes widening as I took in the glass ceiling that you could basically see yourself in. Pillars and gardens that looked like something out of Greek mythology. How much was paid to build something this frighteningly massive? How many people even lived here? 

Sylus's hand snaked around my wrist, and he dragged me along.  

"Do you have a thing for ridiculously big houses?"