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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.

Avalorian_ · Urbano
Classificações insuficientes
375 Chs

The elephant in the room (2)

"But…" she shook her head. "What if we miss the window?" 

"How could we possibly miss it? There isn't a single day when you're not full of me." He reminded her. Prying the box from her hands, he finally dropped it in the trash can. 

"Maybe if we get some tests…" she started, only for him to interrupt her with a stern no. "What if there's something wrong with me and we never find out? I may never make you a dad." 

He pulled her out of the bathroom and sat her on the bed in the room. "I'm not going to lie and say I don't want to be a father—I would be over the moon if that happened—but not at your expense, my love. It's not the most important thing to me, you are." 

"But…" 

He kissed her. "I don't want you to go on with those tests. I mean it." 

"You can't just order me around." She snapped.