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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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SYLUS: A Jealous Man

Fire burned up my throat.  

Who the hell was that man to touch her, to hold her hand? No, why the heck did she even allow it? He clearly liked her, he was blushing at her. I knew Harley wasn't blind, she definitely knew! 

"Sylus?" Harley seemed genuinely surprised, clearly not sure why I was acting this way. And even I had no idea. 

How would I know? All she did was get into my head, drive me nuts, and try to turn me into something I have never been. She was making me crazy, and unless I shut her out, I was eventually going to lose my mind to this woman. 

I shoved back from her and ran a hand through my hair. She eyed me from head to toe and tilted her head at me. "Are you…are you seriously jealous?" 

"What?" A mask of irritation painted my face immediately. "What the fuck do you mean by that?"