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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

"No, I don't." She shook her head at his question, deep in thought. "He is a reporter though. It wouldn't be difficult for him to get an invitation to such events."

He nodded, making her find his question strange. "Wait. Why did you mention him?"

"It's not that I'm suspecting him." He held her chin and rubbed his thumb against her lips. "It's just that no one can be trusted completely. The only person who could do this to you is someone who is close to you and knew that you were attending the banquet."

"I see." His explanation made sense, but she trusted Theodore. "My dad would never do anything to hurt me."

"I know. He cares about you more than his own life." He pecked her lips as he caressed her cheek. "I'm only afraid that you are being trapped and perhaps it's not just you."

Jaime is dead