Blake On Madam Secretary Novels & Stories

I proudly said to her. She chuckled. "He only hired woman, Big bro," she said, I scratch my forehead. Yeah right, that man is a womanizer so he won't accept me for being his secretary. If I am the CEO, of course I would like a sexy and beautiful girl not a man, unless the CEO is a gay. Ugh, gay? Damn disgusting! My attention is on Nadya when she spoke. "Do you want to get revenge on Lucas Big bro? Will you do anything to get revenge on him for me?" I slowly nodded.

But before they found us my parents face an accident that leads to their death. Present, I was disturbed from the trance of my past of someone who knocked at the wooden door of my office. “Come in.” I command to the person at the other side of the door. “President, the members of the board are all in the conference room. They’re waiting for you.” I turned around to see peter who’s standing in front of my desk. “Okay. Let’s go.” I said as I walked straight to the door out of my office. The moment we got out of my office Peter informed me about the interview for my new personal secretary.

Is it true that the coolest human on earth really has a crush on the prospective widow? "What the hell, I'm really bored in my division." Edwin dodged, even though it is clear from his face that he is mistaken. While they are still teasing each other, from the open door came two women in black and gray blazers, one with minimal make-up, the other with very bold. Yes…. It is Amanda and Diandra, they came and are confused to see the boss's office is very busy and full of jokes.

she says and steps aside and a woman steps forth. "Mrs. Dawson?" I question, this is unbelievable. "Wow! It's funny that the rat knows me," she says. "Everyone knows you, you're famous!" Sabrina responds. They both laugh. What is Blake's mom doing here? Mrs. Dawson sighs. "Aah! Things you can do with money are alot. You could murder someone and cover it all up. I don't like you, you... What's her name again?" "Kyrah," Sabrina chirps from behind the bed.

"What did she want?" "Nothing," Blake said, sitting back down. Tom snorted. "You're both terrible liars." Blake ignored him. Ethan watched him carefully. "What did she show you?" Blake's eyes met his. "Nothing important." That wasn't an answer, but Ethan didn't push him. Not yet. ---

She caressed her belly and murmured, "It seems they are already heeding their Alpha sister." Madison placed her small hands on her hips. "Of course. If they stray from the path, I shall be there to nip their ears." Their laughter filled the room, casting a warm glow against the stone walls. Then, a heavy thud at the door shattered the peace. Blake Donovan stepped in. His usual iron calm was gone, beads of cold sweat on his brow. Despite this, he maintained a grim respect. Upon seeing Madison, his voice dropped. "Madam, a word? It is urgent."

But it's a dream that I can't have or touch again. My phone buzzes as Professor Oakley's name appears on my phone. Blake: Where were you? Me: Sick. Blake: You expect me to believe that after you played hooky on that Dante kid? Me: Goodbye, Professor Oakley. Blake: Did I do something wrong? Damn men are stupid. Of course you did, you were with perfect blonde lady. The Marilyn Monroe of your dreams but who am I to judge? Me: Doesn't matter. Blake: Clearly it does. Are you still coming over this weekend?

Rome stated, sounding a bit agitated. “Cheated?” Mr. Jeffrey dumbfoundedly mumbling. Silence fell in the room, and Blake suddenly dropped to his knees. He then looked at Rome for a moment, before gazing at Mr. Jeffrey. “I am Miss Catherine's secretary. The one you spoke to yesterday. I lied to you about everything. Lady Catherine did not go on a date with her husband, instead, she was at hotel Oscar waiting for you!” Blake shouted, resting his palm against his thighs.

Blake's powerful voice echoed in the air, " Tell your Big Boss Mr.Livingstone that Blake Davidson has asked his team to contact me for Veronica Knight's Contract breaching agreement." The look on that Cameraman's face was totally laughable. His mouth was hanging open in awe, jaws dropped as he watched Blake walking back to the car disbelievingly. I was pretty sure that he didn't recognize Blake at all since he didn't appear on newspapers quite often like me. I shook my head helplessly as Blake came over to hop into his car. I muttered putting on a smile, " You scared him! " His lips curved up in satisfiction, eyes twinkled in sarcasm as he replied turning his full attention on me,

Behind me, I hear her gasp, then hurried footsteps. “Miss Blake! I’ve already called security—” Good. Let them come. I reach Damian’s office and push the door open without knocking. The room goes silent. Six men, one woman in leather chairs. A massive screen paused mid-presentation. And him, Damian. His eyes lift to mine, and for the first time in years… they don’t soften, they don’t light up. They don’t even harden with familiar irritation. They just go dead, cold, sharp, and empty, like I’m something unpleasant he’s just stepped in.