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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 talking about?" Zaria was mortified. She looked up at Kara and expected the latter to burst into laughter and tease her for falling for a prank. However, Kara looked like she was trying her best to control her anger, which baffled Zaria. "Why would you think that I have a child?"

"All I want is my goddaughter." Kara pushed her against her desk. "Miss Williams, I do not like violence. Think carefully before you do anything stupid."

"I don't know what you are talking about." Zaria could only deny the claim.

Kara sucked in a deep breath. "You leave me with no choice." She pulled her gun from the side of her waist and pressed the barrel against Zaria's temples. "Do you need help opening your mouth?"

She obviously meant she was going to torture her. Zaria couldn't claim that she was not in the slightest bit bothered but there was nothing she could do about it yet.

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