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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. 

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HARLEY: Heavenly

I lifted my head to look into Sylus's green eyes, my grin stretching much wider. "I never mentioned how I was going to make you swallow those words, did I? Don't be quick to assume I'll hurt you." 

His eyes flared, peering down at me heavily, and I think my breath was stolen away for a second there. I mean, he had no right, looking that arrestingly beautiful with lust-heavy eyes that burned like they wanted to eat me as a whole.  

He kept me upright with his gaze, his large hands coming around my wrists. Pressing closer, he met my lips, moaning into it, a sound borne of hunger. The type I knew would never be satiated with just this kiss alone. I tilted my head back along with his guidance, my hand coming up to clutch his head, fingers twisting in his hair to hold him still and make sure he never slipped away from me. 

He tore himself away from me for a moment, panting with hooded eyes. "Fuck, Harley." I smirked at him, panting myself.