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The Tyrant's Wife

"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.

Avalorian_ · Urban
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375 Chs

Call me "babe" and we'll be even

With a slight chuckle, she rubbed the little puppy's fluffy coat. "I'll name you Des. It suits you."

As if trying the name out, she gently called, "Des?"

As if understanding that it was his new name, the puppy stuck out his tongue adorably, climbing onto her arm to ask for pats.

She happily scratched it gently behind its neck. "You like it right? I like it too."

She was just about to settle down and start working when she recalled Desmond's description of her the day before.

"She is… Beautiful… Hilariously snarky when she is irritated but gentle when she should be. Hardworking, treasures friendships…"

Her gaze narrowed dangerously. Was that his evaluation of her? Her lips pursed as she shot a look in the direction of his office. Do you think I'm snarky? I'll show you the real meaning of 'snarky.'