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

"Come home with me." Desmond slid a hand around her waist as soon as they were alone. It was a cross between a request and an order. He didn't sound like he was giving her any choice.

She tilted her head to look at his face and laughed when she caught the lustful look in his eyes. "Is this why you invited me to the banquet, Mr. Fort? So you can get into my pants?"

His eyes darkened and she felt his hand tighten against her waist. "I don't need to invite you to a banquet to get into your pants, Miss Williams. And by that, I don't mean that I don't want to."

She caressed his hand that was on her waist teasingly. "I hate to torment your balls but…"

"Then don't." He groaned, knowing where this was heading.

"I left Ximena in my room." She laughed.

"She's a big girl. I'm sure she can take care of herself until mommy's home." He joked but didn't want her to leave for Ximena.

Pretentious