Trial Marriage Husband : I Am CEO's Plaything
Chapter 1 - Fake Love

"You bastard!!" The woman in red shouted loudly. With exasperation, she pounded the bar hard. Other visitors there immediately fixed their eyes on her who was heavily drunk and irritated at that time. It crossed their minds, how could she be so angry?

But not all visitors who looked at her were amazed. Nearly all of the men in the bar drooled over her, staring as if wolves stalking a deer. How come? The woman's red dress was tightly wrapped over her body and showed her beautiful curves. Her raven hair, black as the night sky, was neatly tied on top of her head. Her olive skin also made her beautiful face and long neck even more seductive. A really exotic beauty.

Sky Lounge was one of the many nightclubs in the capital frequented by people from Europe. This nightclub was located on the roof of a famous shopping mall in the city center. Generally, the Sky Lounge was always crowded with visitors on Fridays and weekends. However, the Sky Lounge always held a Ladies Night every wednesday where career women could enjoy a half price discount for all drinks after work.

Lisa was not a new customer at the Sky Lounge. She was a regular at one of the busiest nightclubs in the capital, especially on Ladies Night. Since her relationship ended in chaos some time ago, her visit became more frequent than before. It turned out her jerk ex just loved money. What kind of man could have a relationship with a woman just to trick her?

Two days ago, Lisa's ex-boyfriend, Aditya Satyadibrata, cheated her with such a large amount of money. The hundreds of millions of rupiah that Lisa had pocketed for a long time while she was working at a well-known telecommunications company immediately disappeared.

So far, it turned out that Aditya's kindness was only a mask to make a profit. Really, Aditya was a scoundrel and cunning as a fox. Luckily, Lisa immediately broke the fake love bond.

"We will get married and have a honeymoon in Bali, dear." Lisa mocked Aditya's shadow in her mind. "Later, the capital that you have invested will definitely return. Yeah, back to your wallet, you mean." She snorted irritably.

It was really bad luck for Lisa Soewandi. So, to get over the bad memories, the woman ordered two bottles of soju accompanied by a shot of vodka. Good deals while the discount was half the price, she thought.

Accompanied by the alcohol which warmed her body, Lisa's eyes began to observe other Sky Lounge visitors. She did often visit nightclubs where European men hang out. As soon as Lisa saw a European man, her eyes sparkled! For her, European men were elegant and charming, far different from the tacky and not classy local men.

Every now and then she sipped the soju she was holding, "Today came clear, huh?" She said to herself. Besides being filled with handsome men, the Sky Lounge was famous for its hidden prostitution. Some people were willing to waste their entire income just to feel one night's love. Starting from lonely rich aunts, to single women like Lisa.

It was not uncommon to see a European man seducing a cougar or sugar mama with money. Strangely, the women were always laughing happily, even though she clearly didn't understand what the European man was saying. Worse yet, sometimes a male and female visitor were seen making love in the doorway of the toilet. As their lust grew more and more, they would continue their business in one of the toilet cubicles—damning anyone who had to use the bathroom.

Lisa decided to order her third bottle of soju, "Oi Dimas! Once more, please!" Her slender and smooth hand waved to one of the bartenders she had known for a long time.

Dimas the bartender handed a bottle of soju deftly in front of Lisa, "Please Miss, be careful getting drunk, you will miss your cellphone and wallet again."

"Heh, I really want to get drunk tonight, Dim!" Said Lisa irritably.

"Anyway, if you get drunk again, I don't want to send you home." The bartender replied in annoyance, "Ask Aditya to come here!"

"Eww, no need to mention his name Dim!" Lisa took a quick sip of soju, "Dim, gimme more!"

"You're sick! You've emptied three bottles, do you still want more?"

"Heh, whether I want to get drunk or not is none of your business!" Lisa chirped in a shrill voice.

"Yes, but don't overdo it, Lisa!" Dimas replied. The man felt his patience was running out, "If anything bad happens to you, who is going to take you home? The police?"

But Lisa seemed to ignore Dimas's worry. The alcohol she had been drinking had messed with her mind. Even if she could still stand and even dance, her talk was already getting messy.

Lisa suddenly got up from her chair, "Aditya you bastard! How dare you date me just for the sake of filling your wallet ??? You scum don't even have pride!! Just watch!" The longer she was in the Sky Lounge, the more disorganized her brain became.

"Lis," Dimas interrupted her, starting to worry, "You should just go home now, your behavior is getting worse." He urged.

Instead of realizing that Dimas cared for her, Lisa was even more angry! "How dare you tell me to go home! Who are you, huh!? What right do you have to control my life!?" The woman angrily scolded him as she pounded the table.

Despite Dimas' good intentions, Lisa's common sense was drowned out by the rushing currents of soju and vodka. It looked like her common sense would not return until she felt completely exhausted from frustration.

Lisa also held up her index finger while smiling broadly, "Dimaaas! Add one more soju!"