Avalorian_

"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

His teeth caught the wet fabric of her thong and he gently slid it off her waist. She kicked it off her legs impatiently, resisting the urge to press her legs together when he looked down at her bare body. He looked mesmerised and the look in his eyes explained just how aroused he was by the view. She threw her head back when his tongue flicked her core, gasping in the sudden waves of pleasure. He took his time tasting her, driving her crazy as he teased her. When he looked up at her, he licked his lips in satisfaction, making her embarrassed yet more aroused than she had ever been.

She reached for the sides of his boxer briefs at the same time as he did. Pressing against her, he let her tug it off his waist and let it fall to the ground as she held his manhood in her hand.

"Gently or roughly?" He croaked out the syllables which she didn't immediately comprehend.

Long night(3)