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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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I was born ready

Lucy glanced at the man across from her and all that was left was her asking the gods why she had to end up with him as a father. Weren't there billions of men in the world? Why did it have to be one who didn't understand her even when she was already in her forties? What irked her the most was not the fact that he was doing his best to keep her away from her happiness, but that he was only doing it as a display of power.

She crossed her arms. "I have loved him for long enough. You don't expect me to stop loving him just because you said I should, do you?"

He took a small sip of his drink. "You are stubborn, dear. Don't forget…"

"Don't mention the past." She glowered at him as she interrupted whatever he was going to say. Nothing good ever came out of him mentioning the past.

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3 decades ago.