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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

This is what you do to me

She sucked in a breath and gasped when his fingers gently fondled her nipples, and they instantly hardened at his touch. Holding the small of her back, he kissed her neck and collarbone, then his tongue slid down to the curve of her boob.

He gently bit on the soft, fair skin, earning a gasp as he took one of her hardened nipples in his mouth as he massaged the other between his thumb and forefinger. She tightened her hands around him as she felt pleasure course through her body like a flame.

When he paused to kiss her neck, she held the front of his nightshirt and ripped the buttons off. Her heart raced as she gazed at his firm chest that was now in her line of sight. He smiled and took her hand, pressing it against his abs. The heat from his skin felt like it could burn her to ashes. She hesitated for a second before nervously running her fingers up his chest.

He chuckled and took the hem of her skirt in his hand. "May I?"