Trial Marriage Husband : I Am CEO’s Plaything

'Damn.' Lisa was lost for words at her seat. She didn't expect Oscar to know about her problem with borrowing money. The woman then gripped her skirt tightly. She really didn't know what to answer. The response of her body was very much describing the answer that Lisa wanted to make.

The man looked at her deeply. Occasionally tilting his sexy lips and supporting his chin. Waiting for Lisa who was silent and stunned to make a voice. Finally the woman spoke up, "What do you mean how much money I need?"

"Lisa, don't you pretend you don't know. I told you, you are not good at lying. I know what you talked about with Andien in the cafeteria earlier."

Lisa still sat in silence. Cold sweat dripped slowly from behind her neck which was covered by the collar. Her legs were shaking slightly and were cold. Lisa looked away, covering her embarrassed expression from her boss.

Oscar's pupils narrowed as he said, "I don't like your attitude of hiding problems, if you really need help why don't you just tell me right away?"

Lisa was getting tense. She glanced around the room again, thinking of an answer to get out of the conversation. Lisa thought that she was really in deep trouble.

"You think my marriage proposal is a joke? Only to the extent that the child has a bright future? You always try to solve your problems with your own hands, well I'm glad you are independent. But this time you have to ask for help! I'm always ready to help you Lisa! I am your future husband!"

Lisa became more and more silent. She just lowered her head limply.

"Okay, so how much do you need to cover all your bills? I'll give you cash if you want."

Oscar opened the bag beside his desk, then took out a brown envelope with a string and handed it to Lisa.

"Here, 1000 USD in cash. Or do you prefer Rupiah?"

"Just Rupiah, sir." She said politely and softly.

Oscar opened his desk drawer and took out a handful of red bills and counted them. He put a handful of the money in the envelope and handed it to Lisa.

"I intend to return your money sir. I promise. Cut my salary in return."

Oscar chuckled briefly laughing at the woman who sat silently opposite him, "You are kidding, Lis! Just take the money! What can't you do? You also recently married me. Think of it as a pre-wedding gift!"

"Sir, about the invitation to marry, I still can't decide. I still have to finish my household matters ..."

"Dear Lisa," He said softly. The man got up from his chair and sat in front of Lisa, "I may not appear friendly and warm, but you are my future wife. You don't need to hesitate to ask for help."

The man's firm hand gently stroked Lisa's cheek. Lisa couldn't hold back her tears. She was very lucky that Oscar wanted to help her, even though she was ashamed to ask for help from this man.

She reached for the brown envelope and put it in her blazer's pocket, "Fine sir, thank you for the help."

"Eits, just call me Oscar. As long as we are talking about something outside of work, don't be formal with me. Understand?"

Lisa nodded and turned around, she intended to return to her desk and finish the unfinished work.

Oscar grabbed Lisa's arm who was rising from her seat. The man smiled broadly. Somehow, the man was standing in front of her, looking at her closely, making Lisa feel goosebumps on her neck. A feeling of excitement began to crept all over Lisa's body.

Lisa's breath was raging. If she did not take a deep breath, she must use an oxygen cylinder to breathe. What did this man want?

"Oscar, please let me go. I want to go back to work." She said briefly.

Oscar's eyebrows lifted, "Didn't I tell you to rest earlier, Lisa?"

"It's been an hour sir, I have to come back with a report that I haven't worked on."

A look of astonishment crossed Oscar's lips, "Are you sure you don't want to rest any longer? Just one more hour? Poor baby in your stomach." He said softly as he placed his palm, which was much wider than Lisa's, on Lisa's stomach, which still looked flat.

Lisa was unable to move. The conversation that was once a semi-formal conversation between a man and his future wife who was in need of financial assistance had now turned a little more tense. What else would this man do to her?

Lisa immediately looked away from Oscar's face which was scanning her body and begged the universe for Oscar to release his grip.

The woman glanced at the man's groin, the cloth pants he was wearing were slightly wrinkled and protruding. Lisa could still remember how much she imagined the man between her legs. No—no, Lisa didn't want to do it at the office anymore! But her body couldn't lie to her deepest desires.

Oscar was still holding Lisa's hands. Looking at that woman with a gaze full of desire. Oscar bit his lower lip lightly. The lopsided smile he showed Lisa made her even more shaky.

"Why don't we make love like before?" said Oscar in his low voice.

The man's fingers slowly released Lisa from his grasp.

"Lisa, please lock the door." Oscar ordered softly in Lisa's ear.

Not saying much, Lisa immediately locked the door to the president's room. She was still standing at the door, transfixed. Oscar hugged Lisa from behind again. Instead of warding off the man, Lisa actually let him hold her tightly. His nose was inhaling the perfume stuck to Lisa's nape. Very intoxicating.

With her knees almost limp, Lisa gripped Oscar's turtleneck while her other hand brushed the man's curls. The air in the room was suddenly warm. Oscar kissed Lisa's neck until she almost fell.

His lips overtook her with passionate desire that left no room for Lisa to escape. To hell with the reports that never finish. They were perfectly united while still wearing their own clothes.

The scorching heat between them must have broken the room's coldness. Lisa's long fingers traced Oscar's golden curls, gripping soft strands as she pulled them closer.

Just before their bodies curled up on the soft carpet, Lisa promised herself not to make love during work hours. She didn't know what got into her at that time, but she really wanted Oscar between her legs. Sometimes she felt very stupid because she was easily influenced by the charm and strong sex appeal of the blonde man.

Lisa froze. It was as if the universe gave her a chance to listen to her common sense. But it was too late. Oscar was already creeping into her. The woman was already overpowered by her hidden desires.

Lisa's eyes widened, as she groaned and hugged Oscar until the man lost control.

"You like that, honey?"

And Lisa had reached the top, along with the man who held her. The release gave Lisa such pleasure that her whole body was numb and trembling. Both of them collapsed on the soft clean carpet.

Lisa was gasping for breath as was Oscar's. She then glanced at the clock on the wall of the room, trying to get up and fix the buttons on her shirt.

"Sir, it's time to go back to work!"