AngelLily

(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. 

The Billionaire’s Trial Wife

Reaching up, I rubbed my eyelids and blew out a long, slow breath. I couldn't stop staring at the message I'd received from Olive.

Olive: I couldn't trace it. Forget the number or find a different route to out whoever is threatening you, Harley.

Nothing was making sense to me. I've known Olive since I was little, and even at the age of sixteen, he was already working as a bodyguard for my father. Saying Olive was smart was an understatement. Olive was everything more than smart and intelligent. Compared to him, I couldn't even be considered a genius despite my brain.

There was nothing he couldn't do or figure out. They were one of the reasons he was my father's closest bodyguard, someone the old man trusted deeply and probably lifted his guard around.

HARLEY: His Pity