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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 · perkotaan
Peringkat tidak cukup
128 Chs

SYLUS: Mr. Amadeo

Harley still lay sprawled on the bed, her hair a pretty mess all over the pillow. I'd left the bed as early as I could, just so she wouldn't wake up to me next to her. It didn't help that she wouldn't be able to remember last night and would potentially send me into an early grave if she ever realized she'd slept wrapped around me like a koala as if she was afraid I would disappear if she let go.  

The edge of my lip curled into a smile at the thought of last night. As much as I secretly enjoyed crazy Harley, drunk Harley was kind of a favorite—the kind of Harley that wasn't afraid to open up and fall apart to me. 

She'd willingly did last night, I'd seen a glimpse of what she truly was beneath the false toughness she puts up as a defense mechanism to protect herself and her emotions.