Nona_ge

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Warning : mature content

Cover : Euthcai (Instagram)

Faye Grace is a successful, beautiful, and smart restaurant businesswoman. The only one she doesn't have is a man.

One day, her friend asked her to bet on renting a Sugar Baby, and Faye lost, she ended up renting a Sugar Baby named Denis for one day.

A phone video of her mother and two rings became a minor misunderstanding, which forced Faye to ask Denis to be her contract husband.

"How much money do you want?" asked Faye.

Denis looked surprised, "You are not putting an offer?"

Faye observed Denis while glancing at the bare body up and down, "I can't judge how much, I don't know your strengths and weaknesses, I guess from your face may be ten thousand dollars?" or maybe more considering that Denis can cook.

Denis was flattered by what Faye saying, "You think highly of me, honey~"

"That's not a compliment, I was putting a price on you and you're happy about it ...!?" Faye says in amazement.

Most people would be felt insulted when someone did that, why in the world did he like it!?

"Is there anything else?" Denis asked.

Faye thought for a moment, "That's all. We'll talk again if I have any other ideas."

"Then I'm going to take a shower, my body smells like alcohol~" says Denis humming.

Faye nodded. While waiting, is it better to find another agreement, such as a cooking schedule?

"You can join me if you want, honey~" Denis started teasing from the bathroom.

Can Faye resist Denis's seductions when they live in one house?

Contract Marriage : Taming My Wild Wife

Faye's body froze at a familiar voice, which had been filling her head.

"Honey ...?" Denis's voice sounded louder again this time accompanied by footsteps getting closer.

Ivy came out of the kitchen first, really excited to meet him, "Mr Denis, welcome home."

"Eh?" Denis's eyes widened at Ivy, his face suddenly pale seeing her, with trembling hands, he pointed to her, "you ..."

Ivy smiled gently, "My name is Ivy. I work here. Nice to meet Mr Denis." As expected, he was much more handsome in person than she saw on television.

Denis scratched the back of his neck nervously, "You don't remember ... me?"

"Eh?" Ivy is confused. Remembering Denis? "Have we met before?" she asked doubtfully, "I'm sorry, Mr Denis. My memory isn't quite as sharp as when I was young."

Vol 1 : You ...