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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

"What are you making?" Zaria asked, being led by her nose to the kitchen. Her husband had four burners going on the stove, cooking four different things at the same time.

"Breakfast for my wife." He kissed her lightly before getting right back to work.

She eyed said breakfast and laughed. "Don't let anyone hear you or they will take me for a glutton. That's way too much food." She joked, though she knew he was making an entire week's worth of breakfast like he'd been doing for the past few months.

Holden Fort