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

Ivy decided to return home after almost an hour out, giving Faye and Denis time to sort things out.

Denis asked her not to work, but she felt that was not a good thing especially since Faye didn't agree.

"Miss Faye ...?" When she went inside, Ivy's nose immediately smelled something burnt like—"Pie!?" she rushed into the kitchen, and saw Denis and Faye there, "Miss Faye! How about our apple pie!?" she asked panic.

Faye's face turned sad again remembering their apple pie, "I'm sorry, Aunt Ivy ..."

Ivy immediately understood what happened after seeing the black oven, "Too bad, I'm sure our cooking results will be good ..."

"I'm sorry," Faye repeated her words again. She regretted being carried away and forgot everything.

"It's all right, Miss Faye," said Ivy.

"Yes, honey. We make some more, and Aunt Ivy can taste it," said Denis, stroking her waist tenderly.

Vol 1 : Awkward Situation ...