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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…What did you say?" Zaria was taken aback. Did he just say that he was guilty? And with a straight face?

His eyes lowered as he repeated the words that had shattered her brain. "I'm guilty, princess. Don't waste your time on hiring lawyers."

Her mind went blank for a while. When she processed what she had just heard, her voice lowered as she weakly asked, "Why?"

Theodore let out a sigh. "I wanted to be the first to garner a huge scoop. Nothing interesting has been happening lately in Olphire, you know. Scandals are a dream come true for the media. You know this yourself, princess." He explained. "However, you cannot always guarantee that as soon as something happens, your agency will be the first to get the scoop. Reporting a piece of news after someone else does it is not fun either. It only makes it appear as though F&P Media is outdated. What faster way is there for me to capture the news as soon as it happens than to create it myself?"

Has her father been swapped?