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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

Preston and Fort Group, the following day.

When Zaria arrived, she was met with a baffling sight. There were unfamiliar men in the lobby and although they had employee badges on their chests, they didn't look like any of the recently hired employees.

She looked around and tried to keep her calm before she entered the elevator. If her eyes were not playing tricks, one of the unfamiliar employees was a man she had seen before, when she was still a journalist. Something wasn't right.

When the elevator doors opened, she caught sight of Liam heading for Desmond's office.

"Hey, Liam!" She waved a hand and called after him, hurrying to catch up.

"Hey." He turned to smile at her but turned around after a second, which baffled her. Why was he acting strange?

"Did the company hire new employees?" She asked.

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