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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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If you like kids so much, have some yourself.

"Desmond." Angela whispered when she heard the familiar voice. She turned and sure enough, Desmond was standing right there, fuming. He would have hit her if he was a violent kind of man. 

"Did you really think I would let you get away?" He roared. He sighed in relief. He had made it on time. He had received a call from the school, informing him that Angela had made away with Rosaly despite being denied the permission and had mentioned catching a flight. Luckily, Zeus had managed to track down her location before she could get too far. 

"I can explain." She burst into tears. 

"Ma'am, if you are not going to check in, then leave the queue." A security guard politely reminded her. 

There was no point insisting on going when Desmond was already here. He would not let her go no matter what she said. So she let his bodyguard take Rosaly from her and approached Desmond with tears in her eyes.