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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

She debated asking her and changed her mind almost instantly. If Natalie had anything to hide, she would be more cautious if she knew she had just said something suspicious.

If she had nothing to hide, she would not take the confrontation kindly. Not after the mean things Ximena had just said to her. She would feel betrayed. Hell, it was already betrayal that she was even questioning her.

But again, the worst mistake was to trust anyone compleyely. It didn't matter how perfect they were, trusting someone completely was setting oneself up for disappointment.

Natalie's phone rang and saved her from the awkward silence that was starting to build.

"It's Devonte," she stated, holding her ringing phone up. "I'll take this."

Devonte had not joined them on their hair raising adventure, since his schedule was too crazy for him to leave and he couldn't take two days off for the same reason. He had reserved the wedding slot for the real one.

The way to a woman's heart