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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

"There's a ton of truth in that," Remarked Bailey, the host. She shifted in her seat as she went for the killer questions. "Do you mind getting us out of this grief of curiosity by telling us your story?"

"What do you want to know?" She asked.

"You previously revealed that your father attempted to murder you. Could you tell us how this happened?" Bailey probed.

"Gladly." Lucy smiled, knowing that Nathaniel was probably watching and was seething in rage. "I was only a young woman at the time and my parents wanted me to marry the son of their business partner. They knew that I hated it but still… Why would a young woman's words matter to a selfish couple? Maybe it's because they never really liked me from childhood, or because I was against his idea of ruining a slum for his own selfish gains."

"What triggered him to try and kill you?" Asked Bailey.

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