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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

Zaria had just taken a shower and was about to start preparing dinner when her phone rang. It was Desmond, and he sounded wronged like he had been bullied.

"You left without me." He complained.

"Are you blaming me?" She laughed as she placed her phone on the vanity so she would dry her hair.

"What would you do if I said that I was?" He challenged.

"How would you want me to repay you?" She asked as she tied her hair in a bun.

"Can I ask you out for dinner?" He took advantage of the chance to ask her out. It would be much better if she agreed to dine together at his mansion. That way, there would be no one in their way and they could enjoy their meal much more.

She sighed at his suggestion." Desmond, it's not a bad idea but I would like to prepare dinner for my dad."

Childish