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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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Angela who? (2)

She studied Desmond as he ran a hand down his face before looking at her like he was at a loss.

"Zaria,"

"Don't." Her voice broke. "I just wanted to know who she is. You didn't expect me to ever find out, did you? Is that why you are shocked?"

"What? No." He was even more shocked. "She is my ex-girlfriend of five years ago and to be honest, I didn't think she would ever come up in any conversation."

"Is that why you are shocked?" She asked. She obviously didn't believe it.

He shook his head.

"The fact that she managed to get through to you is what shocked me. You would never learn about her on your own unless you went digging." He placed his hands on the table nervously, knowing where this had emanated from. "And if you went digging, you would not think that there is something between her and me."

She blinked in confusion. "What does that mean?"