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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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Even mountains have their breaking point

"No." His voice resounded in the quiet office.

"Okay." She didn't say anything more of it. She knew that it would not be that easy. No one would be willing to believe that the person they loved and trusted was a criminal. As long as she had expressed her opinion, it was up to him whether or not he wanted to believe her.

The atmosphere was turning heavy, so she changed the topic by reporting matters related to business.

"Zaria." He called out to her just as she was about to leave.

She turned back to face him. "Is there anything else, sir?"

"Don't talk about it again." His voice was stern, and she could only nod. She knew he was talking about the matter regarding his mother. She was not allowed to mention it anymore.

"Also, you didn't find out anything about Liam or the Preston family."