Trial Marriage Husband : I Am CEO’s Plaything

"No! I don't want to!" Lisa was struggling from the man's embrace but the man's grip was so strong that she was unable to escape. The woman tried everything she could to escape Oscar's embrace.

Oscar immediately grabbed Lisa's shoulder quickly before she slipped out of his arms. He grabbed Lisa's waist with one hand and hugged Lisa tighter into his arms.

Lisa was very scared. Her body completely surrendered to Oscar's touch. For a moment she wanted to cry because she was helpless. Her whole body was limp and numb as if the man had sedated her.

Lisa looked at the handsome face of her ex-husband carefully. It'd been nearly six months after their divorce, but Oscar's face hadn't changed much. His face was still impeccably handsome with his white porcelain skin. His golden curls that always sparkled in the sunshine, and his eyes, blue as the morning sky, sparkled in the light.

The man was handsome, very handsome, but Lisa didn't want to be in his arms. Their love story had long been destroyed since the arrival of the other woman that damaged Oscar and Lisa's marriage.

Oscar kissed Lisa on the lips again, and this time he did it roughly. He bit Lisa's lower lip and pulled her until Lisa sighed in pain.

The second floor happened to be so quiet that there was no chance for Lisa to scream for help. Her teary eyes started to shed tears.

Lisa just wanted Rangga to get out of room 202!

The woman struggled to free herself from Oscar's embrace. She pounded the man's broad chest but in vain. Oscar was much stronger than Lisa. For a moment Lisa couldn't stand what happened to her, her eyes started to water.

Oscar could see Lisa's face became very sad like a puppy that had lost its mother. That gaze actually made Oscar even more eager to fondle Lisa's body.

A sly and mischievous smile adorned the handsome man's face. He licked his lips and began to brush Lisa's lips roughly.

Oscar began to push Lisa so that both of them fell on top of Lisa's tiny body. Lisa couldn't budge. She could not escape from the crush of the 190 cm man.

The man broke the collar of Lisa's top and left a kiss on her neck.

Every now and then the man bit the skin on Lisa's neck until it was bruised. Lisa really couldn't control her desire to be touched any longer. She felt limp and helpless.

When the man let his guard down, Lisa took the chance to break free. She kicked the guy in the groin so hard he moaned in pain.

Lisa immediately rolled to the left then got up and fixed her messy collar. Damn, she was dressed as neatly as possible and then crushed by her ex-husband!

She also opened the hair tie and tidied it. She wouldn't let Rangga see her messy like this!

The man was still moaning in pain under the floor. He curled up and groaned.

As Lisa smoothed her hair, she said, "Eat that shit you bastard! How dare you touch me!"

Lisa then kicked the man hard right in the chest. Oscar felt he was stung by a sharp pain, his eyes bulging when Lisa kicked him.

A moment later, the man got up. He slowly lifted his head and glared at Lisa. The deadly gaze was so terrifying that it made Lisa take two steps back.

Lisa hadn't seen her ex-husband in a long time but the man still looked scary. The cold and cruel aura of that man would not go away. Every time that man walked and met her, Lisa was always scared!

Terrified, Lisa threw a table decoration right on Oscar's head until his forehead bled.

How Oscar's emotions were burned when the woman threw a vase to him.

"Is this how you treat your ex-husband, Lisa?" The man asked hoarsely. Blood flowed from his forehead.

"You deserve that Oscar! You bastard!" Lisa shouted, venting her anger.

Oscar raised his head and wiped the blood flowing from his forehead. The man groaned a little, the pain from the open wound made his emotions even more chaotic.

Not long after that, a man came out of room 202. Rangga had finished the meeting!

Lisa was surprised when she saw Rangga's figure come out from behind room 202, as if the man was her savior.

Lisa called out the man's name and waved. The man then replied with a wave of his hand.

For a moment, Rangga looked at Oscar standing near Lisa with an annoyed face. He wondered what had happened to that European man.

Rangga approached both of them and asked, "What's wrong with your forehead, Mr. Oscar? Wasn't it okay during the meeting?"

"Oh, I was stumbling in the doorway. Sorry, this is common among high class people," Oscar lied. The man hid what he was doing to Lisa so as not to create a fuss.

"What are you doing here, Lisa?"

"I'm here to meet you, thank you very much for helping me and my new business. Do you want to have a coffee together?"

Rangga smiled at Lisa's invitation. He said yes and said hello.

"Okay! See you at the usual cafe!"

The woman turned around, did not look at Oscar and left Rangga's office.

Oscar was still standing near Rangga, rubbing his bleeding forehead.

"Sir, let's discuss our project again. How about we chat together in my room? I have bandages and medicine," Rangga said, patting Oscar's shoulder and invited him to step into his room.

In Rangga's room, the two men were sitting together and enjoying a cup of tea.

Oscar blew on the cup slowly and took a small sip. The man's eyes were closed enjoying the fragrant aroma of tea.

The two men chatted about their business for half an hour followed by a small talk session by Rangga.

"By the way Mr. Oscar, why is your neck bruised with a kiss mark?" Rangga asked, curious and a little ignorant.

Oscar frowned at Rangga's stupid question. He forgot to cover the kiss marks that Clara had given him a few days ago.

"As if you don't know," Oscar replied curtly. He crossed his legs and took another sip of tea.

The man cleared his throat and said, "So what about Mr. Rangga, does your insurance company want to collaborate with mine? I'll use your company insurance service instead."

Rangga sipped the tea. For a moment, he sighed and answered, "Don't worry about that Mr. Oscar, our company is new but we have loyal customers who can promote your company's name."

Oscar didn't answer, the man just nodded and then sipped his tea back.

The two men were silent for a moment. Rangga was busy reading the report while putting down his teacup.

Suddenly Oscar asked, "That woman just now. Do you know her?"

"You mean Lisa? Of course! She's my best friend," Rangga replied confidently.

"How close are you to Lisa?" Oscar asked again, this time trying to hide his slightly flushed face.

Rangga knew about Lisa's relationship with Oscar in the past, but in order to maintain his professionalism he pretended not to know about their relationship.

"As close as a vein," Rangga replied shortly. "We used to be childhood friends, we used to be neighbors until high school. We had lost contact before, but finally we met again."

Hearing Rangga's explanation made Oscar feel furious. He put down his teacup with a slight harsh clatter.

"Let's end our meeting for today. We will make an appointment to meet again another time."

Oscar got up from his seat and turned around without saying goodbye to Rangga.

Rangga was clearly confused, where did he say it wrong that the man looked so furious?

He then hurriedly prevented the man from leaving but Oscar had grabbed the door's handle and then left.