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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 and immediately changed her mind. "Never mind. I know you are not going to answer me anyway."

He glanced sideways at her with a smile. "Maybe I changed my mind about wanting to surprise you and I will tell you about it if you ask nicely?"

She didn't buy it. "Pigs will fly before you 'ruin the date' by telling me about it too soon." All he had said was she should wear something sexy, which is exactly what he would say whether they were going hiking or to a fancy restaurant. Since it was an evening date, she had gone for the safe choice and wore a black dress. It was almost certain to fit into whatever he had planned out for them.

When they finally arrived and she saw where they were going, she held back a gasp. "Whoa…this place is beautiful." She looked up at the restaurant's name,

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