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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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She tried to press her thighs together but couldn't because they were being held apart by him. She bit her tongue as he gazed down at her teasingly, enjoying the anticipation he knew she must be feeling. When she couldn't take it anymore, he rubbed his fingers against her knickers, feeling the wetness at the centre.

She wanted to disappear from embarrassment, knowing that there wasn't anything she could hide from him. He stroked her core while looking up at her to meet her passionate eyes with his own lustful gaze.

Holding the sides of her panties, he pulled them down in one swift move and held her thighs using both of his hands. His tongue was on her folds before she could process it, sending a sudden wave of pleasure up her spine.

"Desmond…" She moaned out his name as her toes curled and her eyes shut tightly. He flicked his tongue up and down her core as his finger teased her, rendering her powerless.