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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

"I will not force you." He promised as he looked into her eyes and moved closer to her.

"I know." She met his gaze with a smile. She already knew that he would never force himself on her, which was why she Trusted him so much. She could even lie down on his bed, under the same covers and still be fearless about it. Besides, he paid so much attention to her feelings that he let her decide what she wanted to do, and when she wanted to do it, and when she wanted to stop. It was as though her feelings and comfort mattered to him more than his own needs did.

She had never received such respect from a man before. After what happened with Gabe, she had believed that men only cared about themselves and would never consider what women felt, until she got to know Desmond.

He pulled a strand of her hair behind her ear. "I will not force you to do anything else either."

She nodded to his promise, which meant the world to her.