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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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Why not me?

"What will it take for you to stop messing with me?" Liam let out a sigh, feeling like his mind was really going to explode if this lunatic kept her antics up.

But he should have known that she didn't have any intention of stopping. At least not any time soon. "I don't know. Let me keep messing with you for a little longer. When my mood is much better, I will let you off."

"Even though I did nothing to upset you?" His eyes narrowed.

"You did everything to upset me." She crossed her arms.

"What the heck did I do?" He almost roared at her.

"I don't know! I don't f*cking know, okay? Just the sight of you is a trigger. My life has been hell ever since I met you." She accused him so righteously that if there were onlookers, he would never have been able to prove his innocence.

He looked down at her while wondering why a woman would be so irritable. "Are you on your period?"