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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

Oscar-worthy dinner

"I will go through the messages but that's only because I don't want them to keep bothering you." Ximena rubbed her temples tiredly. Did she owe them a huge debt that she refused to pay in her past life? Why did they have to keep barging into her life even when she was trying her best to avoid them?

Zaria forwarded the emails and Creszone messages and promised to send the letters within an hour. Once they arrived, she glanced through the first letter and cringed. Her mother had actually sent her a card wishing her good luck with her brand. The very brand that she and her husband had worked so hard to destroy. They must be up to something and she had a feeling that it would not end well. She did not want them to keep harassing Zaria with their pretentious messages so she dialled her father's cell phone number. She had deleted it from her phone but that was useless because she could remember it by heart.

He picked up on the first ring.