
The CEO's Personal Assistant
Blair is good at her job. Really good. As the personal assistant to one of the most powerful billionaires in New York, She mastered the art of keeping everything together–even when the man she works for makes it really impossible.
Alexander Kent is powerful, sophisticated and intimidating. Everyone fears him, and that's how he likes it. His company means everything to him. He has absolutely no tolerance for nonsense and perfection is the only standard known to him.
Unfortunately, Blair’s patience has limits.
For five years she has endured his insufferable attitude and his unreasonable demands for just one reason–the paycheck. But now that she has saved enough for her independence,she is ready to walk away and not look back.
Alex, however, has no intention of making her departure easy. Convinced she is replaceable, he makes it clear that he could find twenty people willing to take her place in a single day.
So Blair leaves.
And suddenly, the man who prides himself so much on perfection discovers just how indispensable the woman he casually dismissed truly was—He thought she was replaceable. Now he can’t seem to function without her.
But now with Blair gone and his carefully controlled world crumbling, how far is he willing to go to get her back?
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Chapter: Chapter SevenThe afternoon sun streamed through the floor-to-ceiling windows of Alexander Kent’s office, casting long shadows across the polished floors.Alex sat behind his desk, one hand resting against the armrest of his chair while the other held an architecture magazine. The latest issue featured a collection of luxury developments in Dubai, including a waterfront project that had recently caught his attention.He had been reading the same page for nearly ten minutes.His eyes moved across the photographs, but his thoughts were elsewhere. More specifically, they were about the woman who had once made sure he never had to think about the little things.Blair Smith.Months had passed since her resignation, and he still found himself expecting her to walk through the door with his schedule in hand, a cup of black coffee and an update on whatever problem she had already solved before he knew it existed.It was becoming irritating.He turned a page, hoping to distract himself, when a knock sounded
Last Updated: 2026-11-12
Chapter: Chapter Six“I understand,” Blair whispered, although she was struggling to accept what she had just heard.“I’m sorry, Ms. Smith. There’s nothing more I can do,” the man on the other end of the call said.The call disconnected.The silence that followed was almost unbearable.She sat motionless on the edge of the velvet sofa, her phone pressed against her ear even after the line had disconnected. She stared at the screen, waiting for it to ring again, as though Marco might suddenly reconsider and tell her there had been a mistake.But the screen remained dark.She slowly lowered the phone into her lap.Five yea
Last Updated: 2026-11-09
Chapter: Chapter FiveBy 11:15am on Monday, Alexander Kent had lost his patience.His morning briefing had been a mess. Two vice presidents had interrupted him with questions that should have been handled before they reached his office. A client had called three times about a meeting that had never been confirmed, and his new assistant, Mark, had somehow scheduled two important calls for the same time.Blair would have caught all of it.For weeks. Alex had told himself the disruption was temporary. Blair had made a decision, and he had made his and he made his. She would soon discover that running a business was not as easy as she imagined, and when reality had caught up with her, she would return to work for him.He had expected a call by now.Instead, he was still dealing with a guy who needed to be told where documents were kept and how he had his coffee.He reached for a red pen to sign a document. The tray beside his desk was empty.He just stared at it. His pens had always been arranged by color with
Last Updated: 2026-10-31
Chapter: Chapter FourThe morning sun didn’t care about Blair’s lack of sleep, it slipped through the narrow gaps in her plastic window blinds. Bright stripes across the floor piled with fabric swatches, three coffee mugs with one half and a sneaker tossed on the floor.Blair’s mood board was pinned against her wall right above her messy study table.With a sharp clack, Cassie yanked the cord, snapping the blinds open and flooding the room with bright sunlight. Outside, the whole of New York was already awake. With the busy streets filled with cars moving and on the pavements were cyclists and pedestrians walking hurriedly.“Wakey Wakey queen!! Your empire isn’t going to build itself,” Cassie announced, dumping her handbag into the armchair filled with fresh laundry.Buried under a set of mismatched pillows and a heavy duvet, Blair groaned and dragged her duvet over her head. “If you don’t close those blinds right now, Cassie, consider our friendship officially over. I am so exhausted from the warehouse vi
Last Updated: 2026-10-28
Chapter: Chapter ThreeAlexander Kent did not believe in bad mornings.He believed in poor planning, incompetent employees, unnecessary delays, and that people failing to do the one thing they had been employed to do was what as a result of bad mornings.Unfortunately, this particular Monday morning—-the first without Blair, was going to be hell for him.Alexander sat in the back of his black Mercedes-Benz, reading through a series of emails on his phone. He was wearing a navy blue suit, a white shirt perfectly pressed with his silver wristwatch rested against his wrist with the type of precision he demanded from everyone around him.He had a board meeting at eight. A conference call with the investors at ten-thirty. Contracts waiting for his approval and a financial report to review. This was just his morning.Alexander did not enjoy wasting time.Which was why when the car jerked forward, slowed down and completely stopped in the middle of the road, he assumed it was intentional.His attention left his ph
Last Updated: 2026-10-26
Chapter: Chapter TwoHer alarm went off. Blair reached out for her phone on the wooden side table. She stares at her screen and it is six in the morning.“That was fast,” she said in a cranky voice.She arrived at Alexander’s house a quarter to six, carrying her handbag in one hand and holding her phone to her ear. “ the usual, Mica” ordering Alexander’s morning coffee— he liked his coffee black with no personality. Her voice echoed through the huge living room as she entered. She let herself in, greeted the housekeeper, and headed upstairs to his bedroom.Blair already knew what to do. She selected a white shirt and a charcoal-grey suit, then placed them carefully on the bed and she picked out a dark blue tie to go with them.She was adjusting the cuffs of the shirt when the bathroom door opened.Alexander walked out, a white towel tied around his waist and his phone pressed to his ear. Water dripped from the ends of his hair onto his shoulders as he continued speaking, he didn’t notice her.Blair froze
Last Updated: 2026-10-26