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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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A harmless father-son talk

"Your reputation isn't all that good." She shrugged at his words and resumed driving. Whose fault was it that his words could not be easily trusted?

"Do you trust me?" He asked, even after hearing her statement and knowing what the answer was probably going to be.

She frowned slightly. "Trust is a strong word. But that doesn't mean I like you any less. I mean, it's part of you. Do I have a choice?"

Her words took him by surprise, then he found her funny and laughed. "You look and sound so cute right now."

"Don't get used to it. I'm not always like this." She retaliated while taking the route to his house.

"Yeah, it's probably momentary. You might soon go back to the ordinary version of yourself, or worse, to the snarky one that seems to have something against everything I do—including breathing." He laughed when she rolled her eyes and then he continued, "which is why I'll be a fool if I don't take full advantage of it."