Trial Marriage Husband : I Am CEO’s Plaything

Oscar with his thick accent and toned abs looked dangerous. The woman almost fell to her knees in front of the man standing not far from her!

But before Lisa could do what her heart wanted, she snapped herself out to reality. She shook her head quickly and hoped that with the dim lighting of the room, Oscar wouldn't be able to see her blushing face.

'Lisa, stop! Oscar is your ex-husband!' Lisa screamed in her heart.

Now she is no longer embarrassed because she was just caught looking at Oscar's body godly build. The woman was annoyed with herself because she couldn't wait for the man to open the door for her. If she had been patiently waiting, surely she wouldn't be seeing Oscar's body now!

"Oscar, you're a man, don't be a pervert!!"

Feeling so panicked, Lisa didn't know what to say. She shouldn't be the 'perverted' one here, not that clear blue eyed man!

Compared to her panicking face, Oscar actually looked calm. The man went back to looking for sleepwear and said, "I'm a pervert? I'm in my own room and now I'm looking for a change of clothes. You should be the pervert, why did you enter my room without knocking first?"

"Hey, I knocked on your door until my hands hurt!" Lisa put her hands on her hips and pretended to make herself look brave, "You're a jerk, your room isn't locked. How am I supposed to know that you're changing clothes!"

Lisa couldn't stand watching Oscar's athletic body anymore, so she chose to turn around. She wouldn't want the man to see her blushing cheeks, nor her ears and neck that had turned red. She'd better look towards the exit!

Oscar cleared his throat, "Same. I also didn't know that you would come into my room at first. After all, this is my house and this is my room, do I need to tell you what I want to do? Whether I'm naked in the living room or balcony, it's my right."

While saying that, Oscar had already finished covering his body with clothes. He threw the bath towel wrapped around his neck towards the laundry basket. The man chuckled, remembering the look on Lisa's face when she saw his muscular stomach.

Before Lisa could reply to Oscar's words, she felt her chest cavity filled with the masculine scent of soap. Instantly, her tongue felt stiff and she had forgotten how to speak. The woman took a deep breath and tried to calm her heart that was about to burst out of her ribs.

Lisa turned her head, "W-why do you have to stand this close to me, huh? Your room is this big and you have to stand close to me like this? Get out of there, I'm in a hurry!"

Oscar's clear blue eyes were able to make her numb. His eyes that almost resembled the color of the sea made her feel calm. It was as if the man cast a magic spell on her.

"I'm here because I want to borrow a nightgown." Lisa said. She scowled in annoyance as she listened to her own trembling voice.

Oscar nodded his head and looked at the bathrobe covering Lisa's body for a while. He then turned around and opened his big wardrobe. It was so big that if Lisa wanted, she could live in it.

It wasn't long before Oscar was standing in front of her again, carrying a plain white t-shirt.

"Try this one. If you don't like it, you can come here again and borrow my other clothes."

Lisa snatched the shirt from Oscar's hand. "Thanks. I definitely like it, tomorrow or the day after, I will return your clothes clean. So you don't have to worry."

For as long as she'd known him, she knew that the man really didn't like it when other people borrowed his clothes. Besides the expensive price, the man also doesn't like to smell others' body odors on his clothes. Since Lisa had no other choice but to borrow Oscar's shirt, she could only promise to return it clean.

Arriving in the room, Lisa hurriedly took off her bathrobe and put on Oscar's white t-shirt. It was so big that the shirt fell to her knees. If this is the way, the woman does not need to borrow pants. Her collar was so loose that if she bent down, her cleavage would be exposed.

"Ugh, why am I thirsty?" Lisa grumbled as she hid under the thick blanket.

The woman then came out of her room and down the stairs. While constantly trying to lower the shirt to cover her body even more, Lisa took a clean glass.

That night, or rather that morning, Lisa couldn't sleep well. Her face felt endlessly hot even though the air in the room was cold. Wearing Oscar's clothes while staying at the man's house was the only cause of her blushing cheeks.

Perhaps because the heat had reached her throat, Lisa sat back down on the bed. The woman chuckled in annoyance because now the clock on the wall shows 3 in the morning and she is thirsty as hell! Finally, she got out of bed to get a drink from the kitchen.

With slightly closed eyes, Lisa opened the door to her room. She immediately lay down on the bed, covered herself with a thick blanket, then closed her eyes again.

Actually, since the first time Lisa stepped into the room, she felt something strange. Why was the room suddenly filled with the masculine smell of Oscar's soap? But since the woman was too tired, she didn't think long and continued her sleep. What lingered on her mind was, she had to get up early to go back to Vira's apartment first to change into work clothes tomorrow.

At the same time, Oscar was sitting on the bed while frowning. Why was Lisa acting weird tonight? From making him dinner, borrowing his clothes, and now, sleeping next to him?

Did Lisa hit something on her head yesterday morning that she doesn't want to be away from him now?

But Oscar, who had always wanted to reconcile with her, didn't think it was strange. The man with clear blue eyes immediately embraced Lisa's body tightly!

"Oh dear Lisa," Oscar whispered hoarsely, "You miss me so much, hmm?"