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Trial Marriage Husband : I Am CEO's Plaything

“You bastard! Because of your behavior now I'm getting drunk!" After broke up with her previous boyfriend who had runaway with her all moneys, Lisa, an employee at a multinational company, had to fight tooth and nail to support her sick mother and her sister who was still in college. Fed up with endless life and sad financial conditions, Lisa decides to have a one night love affair with a handsome man of European descent who turns out to be her own boss, a CEO at the company where she works. For the sake of dwindling savings and the scorn of those who make fun of her, Lisa was forced to be willing to satisfy the CEO's wild appetite. Even Lisa began to think about agreeing to give herself up to be the wife of a wild man in order to maintain the financial stability of her family's life. What kind of marriage would Lisa have living with a wild CEO who never stops toying with her body? What did the CEO mean to ask Lisa to marry him? Is it just to satisfy his fantasy? Or…

Renata99 · Urban
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Spending time with you last night

"But Lisa, there's something I'm confused about. Why don't you want to move into my house and let me live in this pathetic rickety old boarding house?" Oscar asked suddenly. He looked away and then looked into Lisa's dark eyes.

"That's... I..." In her mind, Lisa didn't really want to draw attention from Oscar's neighbors and the people around him. The man was a well-known figure in the capital, so he's pretty much famous. If Lisa moved into Oscar's house before she officially became his wife, the chance to get chased by the paparazzi and getting her photos circulating online would be high. Lisa Soewandi's name would be all over ridiculous gossip sites!

"Alas, it's so hard to answer. I mean… Uh…" Lisa stared at the moldy ceiling in her room, thinking hard. She didn't want to offend Oscar because she didn't want to move into the man's mansion, but she herself had good reasons. She was deep in her thoughts as her breathing rapidly elevated and her hands began to sweat.