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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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Final dinner

For the rest of the meal, Natalie was fidgety. Devonte had tried to calm her down, telling her everything would be okay, but she knew her parents.

No matter what they usually had to say, they wouldn't hesitate. Unless it was something they were still thinking about, or something they knew was bound to hurt the other party. Something told her it was the latter case.

When dinner was finally over, she couldn't eat any of her dessert. She had barely managed to stomach her dinner feeling so anxious.

"So," Ava finally began when the table was cleared. "Owen, why don't you show Devonte to the music room? You and him might just have a lot in common. You can also play a game of chess while at it."

Devonte's first reaction was to narrow his eyes at Ava. "Will Natalie be alright when I come back?"

"Of course." Ava scoffed at him. "Do you think I would hurt my daughter?"

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