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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

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Sunday, early in the afternoon.

Liam had been unable to meet up with Zaria, so he had no choice but to meet Samantha as they had agreed earlier.

The woman had sent him the restaurant location that the Fort Family frequented, so he made his way over. However, he never would have expected that he would be searched using a camera detector as soon as he arrived. He held back his disgust. Did she think he was so childish as to carry a camera to his meeting with her?

If it wasn't for the sake of Desmond, he would have turned on his heel and walked right out.

"Mr. Preston, this way please." An attendant led him to the sixth floor, to a VVIP room exclusive to the Fort Family.

Inside the room was a beautiful woman sitting elegantly on the couch, wearing a fiery red deep V dress with a long slit at the side. Her blue eyes lit up radiantly when he walked in. "You came."

He took a seat opposite her. "Why not?"