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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

"Can you stay over?" She pleaded when he looked at her questioningly.

He gazed down at her and tried to calm his racing thoughts. He didn't mind staying over, but wouldn't he be asking for a beating from Theodore? He knew that her father didn't fully approve of him yet, and he might just decide to kill him if he thought that he was trying to take advantage of Zaria. Not to mention, there was the puppy that didn't seem fond of him either.

"Let's go to my place instead, if you don't mind." He suggested.

"Okay." She placed her hand in his, ready to go to his mansion. They got back to his car and drove to his home. They had already had their dinner at the celebratory banquet so neither of them was hungry. They freshened up and Desmond changed into cotton pajamas, while Zaria wore the nightdress that they had bought on their way.

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