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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

"Where are we going?" Zaria asked when they left Angela's compound. She couldn't wait to ditch the topic about his ex who still wanted him and move on to something that actually mattered.

"You will know that once we get there." Was his mysterious response. She gave up trying to ask. He wouldn't tell her even if she bribed him.

He leaned over to kiss her cheek with a whisper. "It's a beautiful place."

She didn't doubt that. He had always put a lot of effort into their dates and she was certain that this would not be different.

Even so, Isabella's cottage was not what she had in mind when he promised that he had chosen a beautiful place. More flowers had been planted since their last visit, giving the whole place a refreshing look.

He had even set up a picnic in the garden under a large tree.

"Des, this is so beautiful." She gushed.

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