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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

"Are you still moping and pining for that asshole?" Zaria asked as soon as she returned to her room.

Ximena sat up with a smile. "I thought you wouldn't come back. Didn't Desmond go to the banquet?"

"He did, but I couldn't leave you alone." She kicked off her heels.

"You didn't have to worry about me. I'm alright. You should have more fun." Ximena urged.

Zaria turned to glare at her. "You are not going to change the subject.

Ximena let out a sigh. "There is hardly anything for me to pine. How long have we known each other?"

She shrugged off her feelings. She knew it was insane to even think of having feelings for Liam at this stage. They were not trying to advance their relationship into anything. It was just a dying momentary spark.

" I believe in love at first sight, actually." Zaria sighed.

Are you still pining for that asshole?