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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

"Whoever can perform the operation." She answered. It didn't matter whether it was Carlos or Kara, or any other qualified surgeon. All that mattered was the operation happened and was successful.

"I will contact him ASAP." he promised and hung up, then immediately contacted Carlos.

The latter was not too busy, so he agreed to meet up with his old schoolmate when he heard that a life depended on it. The two met at a restaurant, and Carlos looked surprised. "Are you really Desmond? You have changed so much." He looked more authoritative than ever and definitely more powerful.

"How about we skip this part for now?" Desmond showed him to their table where he sat down like his butt was on fire.

"What's the emergency?" Carlos asked, switching to his doctor mode.

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