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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

"You know Devonte?" She was puzzled. Did this woman know everyone? First, she was close enough to Desmond to make a deal with him and become his COO, and now she was awfully familiar with her family too? She even investigated her and knew all about her relationship with Devonte?

Lucy was amused at her accusatory glare. "I do not know your boyfriend personally. I just know him from his commercials in Twilight." She picked up her glass gently. "It's not easy to forget the most hardworking model in a production, is it?"

Natalie didn't know whether or not to believe her. Devonte did have a contract with Twilight, he had been their model before. However, this was Lucy Roatta—the woman everyone was warning everyone else about.

"Why did you call me here?" She asked, not willing to stall anymore. She had to get this done with.

Challenge