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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

Good siblings

"Why would you do that?" Zaria asked in the mildest, most innocent tone she could muster.

What was with the sudden submissive attitude? Samantha was confused, but it pleased her so she merely snickered. Dumb bitch, she had finally learned not to cross people she shouldn't think of offending. Too bad, it was too late. She had already done too much and should not be left alive. Otherwise, what would happen if she continued wrecking other people?

Zaria knew what was on the other woman's mind from the footage and Samantha's calls with Desmond, but she pretended not to know. "Can you at least tell me why you want to kill me?"

Samantha scoffed. "You know too many things that you shouldn't."