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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

"How is my most handsome superstar?" Natalie smiled as she sat down across from Devonte.

He let his eyes roam over her body. Natalie was a beautiful woman, and today she had used that to her advantage. She was wearing a blue romper with a small golden belt that made her waist look even smaller than it was, bringing emphasis to her curves at the same time. She wasn't wearing any makeup today and aside from her purse and belt, she had no jewelry or accessories.

Yet she still managed to light up the room as soon as she walked in. Everyone had been unable to stop themselves from looking over at her when she walked in. A brief hush had befallen the restaurant as soon as she walked in through the door, her high ponytail bouncing slightly as she walked over to him.

Natalie and Devonte