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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

The first thing Theodore noticed when he got downstairs was Lucy's overnight bag. She had her handbag when she returned downstairs.

"What are you doing?" He asked.

"Taking my things to my car." She said like it meant nothing.

He thought back to her stay and tried to remember  anything he did or said that offended her. As if reading his mind, she smiled. "Nothing's wrong. I just need to go back to my place so I can get back to work. Natalie and Elena will go crazy otherwise."

He rubbed his chin. "But you can work from wherever you want, right? You're the boss."

He knew what was going on—he could read her like a book. She was trying not to overstay her welcome, mostly because they had been spending  so much time together. She was afraid she would be too attached to him and Rosaly to want to leave.

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