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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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Honeymoon (2)

Ciel had earned its name for being the perfect description of heaven on earth. Whoever had named it was not wrong. It was paradise—which was why Zaria chose the place for their next honeymoon destination. 

For the last two days, they had explored as much of Luxenville as they could within the limited amount of time. By the time they got to their hotel room in Ciel, they slumped into bed one after another in fatigue. 

"Oh, I forgot to give you something." He remembered as soon as he sat down and stood to find it. What was so urgent that it couldn't wait until he had some rest? She wondered, moments before he returned with another envelope. 

This time, she didn't wonder whether or not to be scared by the sudden appearance of what must be a legal document. She blinked in confusion. He had already gotten her enough gifts to last a decade. What else was he giving her?