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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

SYLUS: Marry Me

I stepped down from the car and stared at the restaurant, where Rose had decided to suddenly book. What exactly she wanted from me, I didn't know. But I'd made sure to come with Harley. 

Rose was someone I didn't trust one bit and whatever it was she had to say, she would do it in both our presence. 

Harley walked over to my side, lifting her eyes to stare at the restaurant. "Shall we?" she asked. 

I looked at her, pulled a soft smile and interlocked my fingers with her. We walked into the building, looking around on the first floor, but she was nowhere to be seen. Suddenly my phone rang and I looked at the screen to see her caller ID, an unknown new number that I had suddenly had to save. 

"What?" 

"Come up to the second floor, sweetheart, you'll find me there."