Avalorian_

"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

"Hey, let's catch a movie tonight." Desmond suggested as he snaked a hand around Zaria's waist, recalling how great it was to watch with her the previous week.

"It's my dad's birthday tomorrow." She pulled away, so she would slip out of his hold.

He frowned in displeasure but could only hold back, recalling that they were still near the hotel and someone could see them. "Since his birthday is tomorrow, we can watch a movie or two and you will go home to wish him tomorrow."

"I want to spend the whole day with him. Starting from midnight." She declined.

"Why does it need to be that way?" His voice was full of complaint, but he could do nothing about what she had decided. He had never heard of anyone planning out an entire twenty four hours just to spend with the person they loved.

"There's still many hours before midnight." He coaxed pleadingly.

Trial (1)