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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

"What are you doing here?" Lucy was surprised to see Theodore. He was the last person she expected to bump into in such a setting.

He was shocked too. He had attended the banquet as the founder of a media agency and had expected to meet innumerable aristocrats. However, the last person he expected to see was Lucy, who he had not met for years. "I didn't know you were the bride, Lucy." He smirked in response to her reaction upon seeing him.

She frowned in displeasure. "What's wrong with you?"

He huffed. It turned out that the rumors were true. Rumor had it that Lucy Roatta was back and was now the COO of Preston and Fort Group. He had thought it was all nonsense—why would she lower her status so much? But now that he saw her at the same banquet that Zaria was attending, he joined the dots. It turned out, she was merely trying to follow Zaria.

"Stay away from my daughter." He glared at her.

The mayor's wedding banquet (4)