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

He studied her expression for a sign of this being a joke she had come up with. When he found none, he burst into laughter. "Are you out of your mind?"

"I really mean it. Give her back to me and I promise, you will never see her again." She insisted stubbornly.

He wanted to knock some sense into her dumb head. She must be under the influence of some crazy drugs to think up such nonsense. "Who told you I disliked my daughter and don't want to be in her life?"

Her eyes widened in shock. "You…"

He raised a hand to shut her up. "Get out of my sight. Don't appear before me again if you still want to be part of her life." He threatened, his underlying meaning clear. If she appeared before him again, he would take Rosaly away from her permanently.

It was not a trivial matter and she didn't doubt that he could do that out of anger.

Chance (3)