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#REVENGE
#CEO
#POWERFULCOUPLE
#FASTPACED
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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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#COMEDY
#GENIUS
#BETRAYAL
#REVENGE
#CEO
#POWERFULCOUPLE
#FASTPACED
#ENEMIESTOLOVERS
#ARRANGEDMARRIAGE

SYLUS: Meaning What?

Stacy was with my dad when I arrived at his penthouse. The elevator took me up to the second floor, and I stepped out, heading into the living room where I knew they'd be. And sure enough, they were, but in the kitchen closest to next door, seated at the dining table. 

Annoyance crossed my face the second my father crossed gazes with me. "Dad, why are you here? I am only here to speak to Stacy."  

"Why wouldn't I be here?" He rose to his feet, seeming angry. "You made your sister fly eight hours home because of what? Did you realize she had an exam to finish over there?" 

"I don't care! For what she's done, that's a little price to pay," I barked, turning my attention to Stacy, who'd paled. "Do you know what she'd done?"  

"What did she do?" he demanded.  

I stormed towards Stacy, the anger inside of me boiling. "Will you tell him, or do you need me to?"