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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 doing here?" The words flew off her tongue before she could process it.

Theodore did not look in the slightest bit amused. He swept his eyes over her. "Are you asking me what I'm doing in my house?"

She stepped aside to make way for him. "That's not what I meant."

Zaria rushed out when she heard his voice and was shocked. "Dad, didn't you go to Luxenville?"

"Nope. Change of plans. Did I disappoint you?"

He was teasing her, but she was too shocked to realize it. "No, that's not it. It's just… you had a meeting to catch."

"The interview was postponed and I was yet to board the train so I came back." He placed his briefcase on the couch nearest to the door. "Of course, I ruined the game that the little mice were playing while I was away."

She was no longer certain whether he was joking or upset. "Dad…"

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