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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

"Zeus?" She was shocked stiff by the name she had just heard. "I don't understand. Why would you show up here and in such a manner?"

"For an interview." He shrugged. "Isn't that why we are all here? You posted an announcement online and stated that there was a vacancy. What's the point of all this?"

"I see." Zaria calmed herself. Why did she suddenly have the weird feeling that this man before her was the same man who had been protecting her behind the scenes?

Lucy had promised to investigate him, but she was yet to hear a word from her, then this oddball came rolling in.

"Have we met before?" She asked, trying to keep herself sane. "And have we communicated before?"

"Yes. A few hours ago when I submitted my application." He answered.

So that was a no. She was troubled. "Then why did you claim my surname?" Did he know how terrifying that was? She had almost thought that he was her brother!

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