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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

Zaria returned the hug with a chuckle at how easy it was for her friend to be pleased. "I didn't do much."

"Don't be too polite! You have no idea how relieved I am." Ximena sat back down, and this time, she could finally find the food appealing before her. "I don't feel confused anymore."

Zaria knew that she must be scolding herself for being dim-witted, so she patted her hand. "It's alright to be confused once in a while. You have a lot going on after all, you will feel mentally exhausted when it's too much. Don't overwork yourself. You are doing great already."

"You think so?" Ximena was a little surprised.

"I know you are." Zaria smiled. For a startup, she had progressed quite fast.

Since that was out of the way, the women finally enjoyed their food in peace. "We should come here again. Jeez, I didn't know that the food here was so delicious. If I knew, I wouldn't keep ignoring this place in the past." Commented Ximena.

Awful timing