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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: Thomas

Sylus stared at me for what seemed like forever, his eyes unmoving from mine and his lips parted. 

What the…

Why was he gazing at me like that? It was beginning to make me nervous, and I pulled back, turning to walk back to my seat, but his hand wrapped around my wrist, jerking me back into the position I once was, my hair hitting his face. 

"Didn't you have a plan to tell me about?"  

I blinked. "And I asked if you wanted to know." Jesus, my heart was racing, and I really wanted to step back. 

"Then go ahead," he said. "Tell me. I want to know."  

He still wouldn't let go of my wrist, holding me in place as if he knew I would step back if he let go. I cleared my throat, saying, "Well, since this has already been made public and they are asking questions, why don't we give them what they want?"  

Sylus tilted his head at me. "Give them what they want? How do you mean?" 

"We make the marriage public, simple."