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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

Song recommendation: Stand by you—Rachel Platten

One day down, one hundred and eighty-two to go. Evan glared at his calendar as if that would make the days roll by faster. No such luck.

When he arrived at the ballet school, he had the ultimate luck to be just in time to feast his eyes on Clarion's performance.

To be exact, she was practicing a routine in one of the dance rooms. The entire wall facing the hallway was a one-way glass wall, where he could see the inside but was certain she couldn't see him outside.

Good. Because there was no way she would continue dancing if she knew he was watching. She would stop just to stop out and tell him off.

Annoying reputation