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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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I want to kill you

"Dad?" Zaria called for Theodore's attention for the umpteenth time.

He snapped out of his daze. "Ah, yes the sugar. Here you go." He seemed to have heard her ask for him to pass her the sugar so he passed it over to her. She took it but looked at him worriedly.

"Are you okay?" She asked.

"Yes." He was perfectly fine, maybe a little crazy. He had to be bordering on insanity to randomly think about the day he met his ex-wife.

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The following day, he was even more convinced that he should add an appointment with a shrink to his calendar. Not only did he take an insane amount of time to prepare for the dinner, but he also styled his hair differently and splashed the cologne he rarely used.

When he left his room, he bumped into Zaria who was carrying a small bag. "Are you going somewhere?" He asked her.

"I'm having a sleepover with Xim." She smiled. "But if you need me. I can call her over instead."