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"The harder I try to hate you, the deeper I fall for you."

His presence irked her to the core, but whenever he got out of her sight, she missed him?! 

….

A tyrant, known to be the city's infamous playboy. 
As an executive assistant, she was forced to work under him by the most cruel twist of fate.

If losing her job overnight was a nightmare, then working under a boss like Desmond Fort was hell. He was an arrogant narcissist with an ego bigger than the whole of Imperium city, but that was not what angered her the most. 

The most infuriating fact was that despite his constant assholery, her heart seemed to stupidly skip a beat every time he gazed at her with those devilishly charming eyes. 
She knew she was making a mistake but that didn't stop her from sinking deeper and deeper into his charm. 


All she wanted now was to leave! But leaving hell was not nearly as easy as getting in.

The Tyrant's Wife

Theodore poked his head out through the kitchen door, with a white apron draped around his waist and a spatula in his left hand. He flashed a smile when he saw her. He was on a call a while ago and had vaguely heard the front door open. "You're back. How was work?"

"Busier than on other days. My boss went on a business trip… I'm done now." She tiredly pulled the heels off her feet as she smiled and answered him.

Seeing how exhausted she looked, he said, "Dinner will be ready soon. Wash up first."

She nodded, went upstairs, and then took a warm shower. When she was done, she changed into a set of comfortable, fluffy clothes and a pair of indoor slippers. Her stomach grumbled when the aroma of braised beef wafted into her nostrils as she walked down the stairs.

Since she felt more refreshed now, she was initially planning to help her dad finish cooking, but he had her sit at the kitchen island and gave her an apple.

I'm back