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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.

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Did he knock his head and lose his brain

Just like that, Zaria ended up going shopping with her boss as her shopping companion. She figured that there was nothing she could do to talk him into going back, so she decided to let it be. Take it as her accompanying him for one of his meetings.

The man led her into an LV store. She glanced up at him like he was an alien. "Sir, there isn't anything I can afford in this store."

He raised an eyebrow and glanced down at her, trying to trap her between the wall and himself. "What did you call me?"

"Sir." She repeated unflinchingly, not flustered by his sudden proximity.

He was just about to correct her when he recalled that it was his fault that she became distant. He was helpless. Was there anything he could do to make up for what happened?

"Where do you want to go?" He asked to change the topic.