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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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140 Chs
#R18
#COMEDY
#GENIUS
#BETRAYAL
#REVENGE
#CEO
#FASTPACED
#POWERFULCOUPLE
#ENEMIESTOLOVERS
#ARRANGEDMARRIAGE

HARLEY: Reina

I was suddenly mute, just staring at the man before me. Sylus was too overwhelming. 

What happened to ignoring him and pretending like he wasn't there? But I just couldn't help it. He knew how to push my buttons, how to drive me mad, like he was in control. He knew how to make me lose it, how to make me want to go on my knees for him.  

No! 

I immediately flinched back, creating distance between the both of us. What could only be irritation crossed Sylus's feature, a brow shooting up. He leaned into my space, braced a hand over my head, his voice going low. "You can't ignore me, dimples, you know you can't." He dragged his lips along my cheekbones. "It's not going to solve whatever this is between us. I wouldn't allow you to ignore me for long anyway." 

"You're doing this to piss me off, aren't you?" I asked, voice raw.  

"Do what?" Sylus countered, his lips ghosting over mine. My heart skipped a beat, my throat bobbing as I swallowed.