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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

Devonte stroked his fingers along Natalie's skin as she rested her head on his chest. He had missed her much the previous night that he couldn't help sneaking into her room.

"Don't attempt that again. It's too dangerous." She warned as she pinched his chest, though she couldn't deny that the risk of getting caught made it all the more thrilling.

"Why not? It was fun." He chuckled, to which she glared at him.

"Where did you learn to do that anyway?" She asked, referring to how he had climbed up to the third floor using his bare hands. The thought of it made chills run down her spine. What would have happened if his hands slid or if he missed a step?

He chuckled at her worried tone. "I've performed very many action scenes, my love. Besides, I've been doing such things since I was little." He laughed when he thought back to the time when he saved a girl who was stuck on the rooftop, trying to rescue an injured kitten.

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