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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

The longer Zaria studied the little girl before her, the more she was convinced that she was Desmond's daughter. She took after him in so many ways for it to be fake.

She stared at her boyfriend in shock. He had just denied having a child with Angela. To think that she had actually believed him. She wanted to ask him a billion questions but couldn't do that in the child's presence. Instead, she forced a smile.

"I'll just make sure the guests are alright. If you'll excuse me."

"Zaria!" He reached out to take her hand but she shook him off.

"D-daddy?" Rosaly muttered shyly when he turned to leave.

"Your daughter is speaking to you. Are you going to disregard her?" Angela asked before he could take a stop, and his brain finally snapped.

"Why on earth would you do this?"

"Do what? All I did was bring your daughter to you." She feigned innocence, which irritated him all the more.

I want to play with daddy