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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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Aftermath

"You had one task!" Desmond hissed, grabbing Zeus by the collar, seconds away from ripping his head off his neck.

"My mother was in danger. Unlike you, I care about mine." He growled. Besides, Zaria was safe with everyone downstairs. He didn't think anyone would think to come up here, especially since no one knew where she was. No one except Nathaniel, apparently.

"Guys," Zaria put a hand on Desmond's shoulder to stop them from going ballistic on each other. It was no use. Not when the people making them rage were all dead anyway.

"What's the situation downstairs?" Desmond asked, not wanting to suggest they go over unless they were certain.

"Gabriel and Nathaniel are gone, as well as their people. Some of ours are injured but…"

"Is dad okay? And mom and Ximena, and…"

"Everyone is okay, Zaria." Zeus assured her. "No one is gravely injured. Except Liam, that is."