Lahat ng Kabanata ng His Curvy Secretary, His Ruin: Kabanata 21 - Kabanata 30

NATHAN POV Of course Stacy didn’t like the new change but I called the rules in my company and even if she was standing right in my office, I wasn’t going to change my mind. My head was lowered as I read through the document I needed to finalize for the company’s ongoing project. Stacy continued even if she knew my attention was on the paper. “But sir, Kiki is just new. What does she possibly know about being your secretary. I schedule your meetings, manage your concierge, literally everything—she has no experience.” “She will learn on the job.” I said sternly, without looking up. I was already confident on my decision. “She looks like a slow learner,” Stacy scoffed I raised my gaze to see she had a smug smirk that wouldn’t make me change my mind either. “Do you have any other thing to say?” Her smirk immediately disappeared. “Sir demoting me to a junior assistant?” She scoffed, “After my years of working here,” She was about to start throwing tantrums and I had to stop her

NATHAN POV The moment Kiki shut the door, I cursed. I slammed my fist onto the desk, causing the scotch bottle to vibrate and spill a little of the liquid. I had been ignoring my father on my personal phone, and now he’d sent a message to my work phone. My old man just knew how to get on my nerves every single time. I tapped on the screen and deleted the message without reading it. Fiona knew why I’d taken Kiki to the gala. Only God knew what lies she’d fed my father. I poured another glass of scotch and gulped it down before checking the recording Kiki had made last night. Minutes later, I had replayed the recording ten times, maybe more. It wasn’t Ferdinand’s voice I kept replaying, it was Kiki’s voice. Her voice, her laughter, the way she kept him talking. My lips twitched in a smile before I caught myself, I frowned. My business rival had plans of swallowing up my business and here I was smiling? I hit the play button to listen to the recording again. No lies, she

NATHAN POV I dropped the bouquet of flowers on my desk and took a look at the note again. Ferdinand had the guts. He figured Kiki worked for me, he figured I used her as a distraction, so what? This was completely between us yet not only did he hire someone to monitor Kiki’s house last night, he sent a note to her and the jogger she talked about. He sent a threat into my company god damn it. What if it was a bomb? Well, that couldn’t even happen, my company’s security is sealed, so he knew the way he could send his threat is through flowers. I chuckled to myself, threat for threat but now Kiki was involved I had to tackle this carefully. My day pretty much moved like every other day until lunch break. I rose from my desk, heading for the finance department. Through the glass elevator my eyes were everywhere but when it landed on the ground floor, I saw a man gripped Kiki by her wrist. She pulled her hand, struggling to free herself but he wouldn’t let go, her voice was

NATHAN’S POV The door closed with a loud thud that made Kiki flinch. I walked to my desk and sat in my chair, the same one my father had occupied moments ago. Kiki cleared her throat. “Thank you for giving me the day off yesterday and for handling Jordan.” I had the urge to ask who Jordan was to her, but I said nothing. “And today, I didn’t walk into my office to find flowers and a threatening note,” she added, sarcasm lacing her tone. “Ferdinand won’t harm you. I’ve made sure of that,” I assured her. She merely nodded and looked away, making no effort to acknowledge my reassurance. Well, I had put her in this mess with Ferdinand. And so what? I could simply decide not to protect her. “I’ll go and fix your schedule for the weekend. Is there anything you need me to include?” she asked. I clenched my teeth. It was high time I obeyed my father. The man had been stressing about the dinner so much that he’d shown up at my office just to remind me. “Yes. Saturday, din

NATHAN’S POV The weekend was over, and I was back to the chaos that came with weekdays. “Sir, we should do something about this,” the director of the finance department said, panicking a little. I clenched my teeth, refusing to let him see that the finance report was making me worried. For the past few weeks, I had had sleepless nights and no one to explain what was happening to. Therapy wasn’t an option, at least not for me. And now, at this point, my best friend had suddenly gone MIA. As soon as I walked out of the finance department, I made my way to the rooftop, where there would be a little peace. I just needed to calm the fuck down and think about other ways to handle the shit that was going on with the company’s numbers. My phone ringtone stopped me in my tracks. I took out my phone. The caller ID was private. It had to be Ferdinand. “Nathan Montgomery,” Ferdinand chuckled at the other end of the phone. “Ferdinand Garry,” I called back. “You finally called