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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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Ruffian in angelic clothes

The more she thought about it, the more plausible it seemed. But what would Veronica gain from ruining her own family business? It would have made sense if Evan was the one doing it and it could be chalked up to vengeance for how his mother was treated by the West family. When they found out that she had given birth to Evan despite being paid to abort the child, they took him away from her and threatened her loved ones if she were to ever try to make contact with her son. It was clear that Evan still hated them and would never forgive them.

On the other hand, Veronica's life was perfect. She had everything she wanted and more. Whether it was her parents or her grandfather, they all doted on her like a precious pearl. There was no room for resentment in her heart. Or was there?

"Zaria?" A sleepy voice pulled her out of her thoughts. She looked down to see a drowsy Rosaly with Des tagging behind her, and she was hugging her teddy.