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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: Death

"SYLUS!!!" 

I couldn't register anything anymore. I didn't notice anything, not even when Olive picked up his twin brother, who'd been shot by Sylus, and ran out of the room to escape. 

My body was trembling as I slowly crawled toward Sylus, who'd dropped to the cold floor on his back, his body jerking, blood draining out to pool under him. 

So close. He'd been so close, hadn't he? We were going to get out of this alive, we were going to go back home, and I was going to tell him that I really loved him, that he meant the world to him, and that I wasn't going to leave him. I'd held on, held out for him. But I was useless, I couldn't do anything for him. 

His breath grew shorter and shorter. He swam in agony, soaked in his blood, losing it to the pain.