Billionaire Seducing His Hot Secretary Mga Nobela at Kwento

“I’m wondering which woman would want to put up with your shit.” “Don’t start with me this afternoon, I could still fire you if I wanted,” I smirked at him. By this time, the car had come to a stop in front of the office building. My dad had recently appointed me CEO of the Steele industries, so I was most times busy with my CEO duties. “You wouldn’t fire me though, I know that,” I could never fire him, that was true. He most times kept my sanity in check. “Speaking of which, the head secretary quit her job. I was called from human resources, and I was told the last one quit.”

“Your coffee” “Take a sip” He ordered “Excuse me?” “How do I know you’re not trying to poison me? Take a sip” “If I seemed like the type to poison your coffee then why did you send me and not your secretary in the first place?” She asked and at his glare she added “Sir” “My secretary got fired” no “You fired George?!” Her eyes bulged. It seemed like his special ability was shocking her “Yes. Now sip” She took the cup carefully and took a sip. Then forced herself to swallow. So bitter “There. I didn’t try to poison you” She wanted to put it back on his table but he stopped her

Broken by the Billionaire Mafia CHAPTER ONE UNKNOWN (HIDDEN SECRETS) *Ding Dong* The sound of the elevator chimed as it split and made way to my braggadocious passage. Hands hidden in my square pockets, the clean air infiltrated my nostrils of riches and sin. Sin webbed around me like a spun, my shoulders high as I winked to the botched lip and heavily baked face of the receptionist with three buttons lost on her white T-shirt as she throws me a seductive glare which I catch mid air and blows her a kiss.

"She's suicidal?" "No, nothing like that. The thing is if we send her on vacation alone, she's just going to hall up in her hotel room for the whole time. So I found this island, where you go as a couple and just recapture the spark. Or something like that. The thing is, she won't go if she knows, so I want you to go with us, be her date for the time we're there and look at it as a paid vacation for yourself." "How long is this vacation?" Addie frowned, this was the strangest request she'd ever gotten. And Donna, obviously thought she needed the money since she was a lowly bartender.

No one other than my Sebastian Hartley—The Sebastian Hartley. My heart fluttered as I read through the text. I gushed for myself, with my cheeks blushing red. I’ve never felt this way before, and over a text? This feeling is out of this world. I twirled around like a girl in a brightly flowered garden, unable to contain my excitement. From a housekeeper to the love of the billionaire's life. The universe sure does love me, more than I expected. And maybe…just maybe, this is just the beginning of something even more beautiful than I could ever dream.

Nadia took her turn on my face grinding her pussy against my tongue while giving instructions. "Corporate secrets come with the cock, Adrian" Betsy moaned as she bounced. "The merger talks next month. We have inside information that will save you millions in due diligence. Keep fucking me like this and it is yours." I thrust up into her meeting every bounce. Sweat began to coat our bodies. The slap of flesh against flesh echoed off the glass walls. "This is insane. I am fucking my secretary and her sisters while learning company secrets. What have I gotten myself into?"

Ricardo demanded, his voice tense. "Of course," the person replied. •••• "Miss Natalie,this is your one shot at making a comeback,your performance in this shoot determines that. Here's your new contract" Miss Axella says and passes over some documents to Jean. While Natalie looked around. The trio were in a spacious office owned by Axella the owner of emeralds entertainment, Natalie sat directly opposite Axella,a big table in-between them,some documents stacked on it. Pictures of top models hung on the walls.

Then he reached for one of the drawers on his desk and pulled out a thick envelope before sliding it toward her. Sophia stared at it in confusion. Even without touching it, she could already tell what was inside. Money. A lot of it. Her chest tightened. “What is this?” she asked quietly. The manager leaned back in his chair before answering. “It came from Mr. Hudson’s people.” Sophia felt her throat go dry. “They reviewed the CCTV footage and saw you entering the VIP suite last night,” he continued. “They instructed me to hand this to you personally.” Sophia slowly looked down at the envelope again, her fingers trembling slightly.

I feel heat pooling in my belly and I resist the urge to press my thighs closer together. “What… how did you…?” “You’re still so breathtakingly naïve.” He mutters. “What makes you think your secretary would have had a snowflake’s chance in hell of finding out my itinerary if I didn't want her to find me?” His fingers dip even lower, brushing the top of my breasts. I feel my nipples harden and I bite back a gasp, brushing his fingers off me. He sighs and turns away. “This is getting boring.” He says, his voice reflecting this sentiment. “You will receive a formal invitation via email. Bid ten million.”

He’s your target, not your lover. “Sorry, sir,” I said, quickening my pace to match his. “Just making sure the documents are secure.” I patted the folder, offering a small smile to cover my distraction. He raised an eyebrow, his lips twitching. “Good. I’d hate to think my secretary’s mind is wandering when we just closed a deal that’ll reshape LOTEX’s future.” His voice was teasing, but there was an edge to it, like he was testing me. Did he suspect something?