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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

Date(2)

Zaria quickly slid her high heels on and picked the call. As expected, Desmond had arrived to pick her up and was waiting in the parking lot.

"I have to run. Please help me feed Des later." She kissed Ximena on the cheek.

"Go, go. Leave the little darling to me." Ximena urged her, and Zaria grabbed her purse to leave.

"You look so beautiful my love." Desmond couldn't hold back his admiration when he finally saw the woman he had been anticipating to see for hours. She looked happy, which made her beauty stand out all the more.

Her eyes brightened up as she closed in on him. "And don't you look handsome? How many accidents did you cause? The females on the road must have been charmed to death." She gushed, wanting to hide him so no one fell for him.

He took her hand and kissed the back of it gently. "I don't care how many women went crazy because I only want to charm you… not to death but into my bed."