Trial Marriage Husband : I Am CEO's Plaything

The man who pulled her into the bush then carried her. She was led to the furthest part of the garden where people could not find them.

The sound from the main building could barely be heard. It was so quiet there, with only the sound of crickets and the roar of engines from the road across. The man put Lisa down and turned around. 

The poor lighting made the face of the mysterious man who was carrying Lisa difficult to identify. Lisa rubbed her eyes then tried to focus her eyesight on his face.

The man was very tall and athletic, Lisa could feel his hard and seductive chest muscles through the velvet jacket he was wearing. 

Lisa raised her face up, trying to recognize the man's face. Only the shadow of the curls could be captured. Other than that, Lisa didn't recognize him.

When the light from the spotlight hit his handsome face, only then did Lisa realize who he was.

"Oscar! Are you crazy!? Why did you take me to a lonely and dark place like this— ah! Lots of mosquitoes here!" Lisa berated, feeling annoyed while beating the mosquito that landed on her smooth skin. "If Clara finds out you're not in the building later, she'll get jealous again!"

Oscar ignored it, he just stood still while staring coldly at Lisa. His eyes were gloomy and flashed with deep irritation.

The man grabbed Lisa's shoulders and brought her closer. He bent down so that his face was level with his ex-wife. "Why are you at Roy Wijaya's wife's birthday party?!" The man's expression was flat and cold. His tone was sharp and threatening.

Looking at the handsome face of her ex-husband that was sour and unhappy made Lisa annoyed. She was really itching to slap him. But she wanted to save her energy for emergencies only.

"Who are you anyway? Why is it your business whether I want to come or not?!" Lisa scoffed, sticking out her tongue.

The man was annoyed to see Lisa's behavior just now. He took a deep breath and then said in a depressed voice, "Don't joke around Lisa, this event is not for just anyone! What is your relationship with Roy Wijaya!?"

"Even if I work with Mr. Wijaya, what has that got to do with you, Mr. Oscar?" Lisa had her hands on her hips while staring at the man with narrowed eyes.

The way she called him 'Mr. Oscar' made the man furious. It seemed that Lisa deliberately made fun of Oscar so that she could run away from him.

"You shameless woman! You shouldn't be here!" Oscar snapped.

"Hey, listen up. I came here because I accompanied Rangga. He needs a companion to go here so that his friends won't make fun of him for being single!" Lisa explained curtly.

"Are you saying that you really have a love affair with Rangga?" The man leaned over her and pushed her into the bush.

Lisa got scared. What would this guy do to her!?

Oscar pushed Lisa until she fell to the ground. The man pressed down on her with his strong hands. Feeling Lisa's smooth neck exposed, Oscar really wanted to kiss her again like before.

The man brought his full lips close to Lisa's neck and exhaled warmly until the woman squirmed from the tingling sensation. There was something that awakened Lisa's sense of touch. The man looked passionate. One of his hands touched Lisa's hip gently.

"Lisa, why do you have to be with Rangga?" He whispered right into Lisa's ear.

The whisper made Lisa's hair stand on end, arousing the desire buried deep inside her heart after she had not made love to her ex-husband for a long time.

"Hey...Stop! Oscar! What if Clara finds you kissing me like this!?" Lisa struggled to break free from the grip of the European-blooded man but in vain. His grip was too strong, Lisa couldn't get away from Oscar.

"Looks like you still like me, huh? Admit it!" The man touched Lisa's chin and brought his full, seductive lips closer, preparing to steal the umpteenth kiss.

Hearing those words just now made Lisa wake up. She still had some feeling for Oscar in her heart. But everything about him was already in the past, and Lisa didn't want to dwell too long in that. 

Oscar was no longer her husband, and she had to let go of her feelings from this golden-haired handsome man.

"Don't just be quiet, Lisa! I know you still like me. I want to hear it from your sweet lips," he teased, holding Lisa tightly.

His body temperature was so warm that it made Lisa feel comfortable in his arms. She couldn't believe that the man who was once her husband still had the same warmth as before. Lisa could still vividly remember how his touches burn her passion.

"But Oscar, you've married Clara. You even had a child with her!" Lisa suddenly said.

"Lisa," Oscar said softly in her ear. "If I told you that I didn't marry Clara and we didn't have any children, would you believe it?"

Lisa replied, "If I told you Rangga was not my husband and Julian was not my son with him, would you believe it too?"

Oscar was silent for a moment.

"I don't know… Since you don't trust me, why should I believe your nonsense?" Oscar said.

The man began to reach and unzip his pants. What was under the pants seemed to have risen and was starving. Opening his pants, Oscar forcibly stripped the dress Lisa was wearing.

"What are you doing!? Stop! Oscar!" Lisa shouted, shaking off the man's hand.

The man did not pay attention to the woman he was crushing on. He just wanted to satisfy his insatiable sexual desire.

"Oscar! Isn't Clara enough to satisfy your desires!?" Lisa shouted in terror. 

Before the man started to do any further, Lisa hurriedly looked for an opening to escape by kicking him right in the groin. The tips of her high heels were so sharp, enough to make Oscar so badly hurt!

"You shameless bitch!" Oscar snapped, moaning in pain.

"Go back to Clara, Oscar! Be a gentleman and loyal to her! Don't come back to me again!" Lisa got up from where she fell earlier and ran as far as possible. 

Her hair was very messy in the cold night wind. Before Lisa entered the building, she stopped briefly to the restroom to brush her hair.

Lisa adjusted her crooked dress that got ruined because of Oscar. How dare that man touch her again the very same night they met again!

The woman turned on the toilet tap and washed her face. The red lipstick she was wearing began to fade away from the kiss earlier. She took out her lipstick from her bag and then polished her beautiful lips.

She looked at her face in the mirror and said, "When will those two stop haunting my life?"