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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

After what felt like endless planning and years worth of waiting, the wedding was finally drawing near. There were only two days until the big day and Zaria couldn't be any more excited. The fact that her friends spent so much time with her made it all better.

By the time she woke up, Desmond had long left so the girls took this chance to steal her away.

"Finally, you can try out the gown without fearing that Desmond might come running in to see you in it before the wedding." Ximena wiped imaginary sweat.

Everyone giggled in response. The gown had arrived a few days ago and since then, it had been their mission to keep Desmond away from it. The man was ready to do anything to see it, not believing a word of what they say about marriages having bad luck like  the groom saw the bride in her gown before the wedding.

Bachelorette