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

Just as they thoughtt, Lucy did make her way to Desmond's mansion which she had just bought. Desmond had already informed the guards to let her in, so she sauntered into the living room to ask for Desmond.

"Where is that man?" She asked impatiently.

"Why are you looking for him?" Zaria stood up from the couch whose back was facing Lucy, making her unable to notice that there was someone on the couch.

"Is there anything you would like, Ms. Roatta?" She asked as she made her way to the older woman.

Lucy was taken off guard, seeing her daughter suddenly in front of her. She so badly wanted to hug her but she couldn't. She could only maintain her indifferent demeanor. "This is my new residence and his things are in the way."

"Not only do you want his company, but you want his house too? Just what exactly do you want from Desmond, Ms. Roatta?"

I hope you like it