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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

"What do you want?" He asked the long-lost woman, who no longer had any business with him.

Hearing his question, the woman on the other end burst into laughter, reprimanding him for asking the obvious. "To satisfy your curiosity, of course. Otherwise, you will keep investigating me which I don't appreciate. Let's meet up."

He wanted to hang up but at the same time, he was indeed curious. The fact that she found out she was being investigated could mean that she would be more cautious the next time, and it might be impossible to find any more information.

Hence, he reluctantly agreed. "Where and when?"

"Right now. In your company." Came her cold answer. "I didn't keep you waiting. How about that?"

Zaria received a call from her intern assistant. "There's a Miss Roatta here to see Mr. Fort."

She froze when she heard the name. She was already expecting it, but it still took her a lot of effort to keep herself calm.

The return of Lucy