روايات وقصص ضمن Civil Servant In Romance Fantasy

Did he just call me there to witness that disgusting sight? They believe that everything is to give and take. Ryan I feel so good after having a facial treatment and now I'm on my way to the office. The car stopped right in front of the company and everyone outside bowed their obeisance as I walked boldly out of the car. How I wish I had a secretary There is a lot of applicants applying for the secretary's post but none of them interests me. I declined every application, not even an interview. " Brief me about it" I ordered the head of the department.

he said I brought out a bundle of cash, I counted out $5,000 dollars and gave it to him but he refused. "I'm sorry sir, I'm afraid that I can't accept this" he said "Why not" I asked "What I did was not for money, I did it because I wanted to, its not like I was hired to" he said "I'm sorry if I offended you" he added "Like you said its not a big deal" I said and he smiled "Thank you sir" he bowed Such character is very rare, he's definitely a keeper. "If you ever need anything you can tell me" I said and he nodded

His face drew closer. I glanced at the line of servants standing not far from us. Bending my knees, I let my body slide down to slip right under his arm. The moment I broke free, I stood up and walked briskly toward one of the servants. Placing both hands on her shoulders, I spun her body around until she was facing Tristan. I stared at Tristan from behind the servant's back. "If you want a romantic drama between a servant and a master, use her instead," I said with a shake of my head. "I’m not cut out to be your servant. Thank you."

"You're my new boss? I can't believe it. "What are you doing here?" Dario asked, looking surprised. Ivy looked up, shocked to see him. "Oh my God, I had no idea you were my new boss." Dario's mind raced as he tried to process the situation. He remembered the passionate night they had shared just two nights ago at a club, and now she was his secretary. He knew he had to handle this carefully. "Please let's keep what happened between us two nights ago a secret" Dario responded

CAMILA SILVA I throw myself on the sofa of my small apartment, trying to assimilate everything that happened yesterday. Yes, I know I had a whole day to think, but we have to remember that it is not such a simple decision, but an engagement. My life, after all this, will be different. I went after a job and got a fiancé, I went with the intention of leaving employed and leaving engaged. But I'm not engaged to just any man, I'm engaged to none other than Ethan Salvatore.

Forward thinking and careless. "Enough! Don't talk about it anymore. I'm just kidding, Ms. Diandra Safaluna. After all, who would want a cold, rough woman like you," I said, still not to be outdone. "Who would want to sleep with a man who pretends to be okay like you." She snapped and then stepped out. I rubbed my head annoyed. Confused. Messy. Is lust riding me? But she is my wife! How can I not touch it more. About those two years? Why did my heart suddenly feel doubtful.

“Hello, love. Would you mind opening up for me? I have an appointment with your…principal?” His gaze rakes me from head to toe and rises back again. “Chancellor Vesper,” he mouths slowly, like he’s talking to a kid, and I can’t help the faint smile that blooms across my lips at the notion. The male turns around, and I whistle at how nice his ass looks in uniform. Stepping foot into this land has brought me across the finest specimens I’ve ever seen. There is no end to them. None at all. I step out of my allotted room in castle—hot guards. I walk the streets of Lycanthia—extremely hot villagers. I walk into school—stunning, beautiful and young men and women for me to devour…if I wish to cheat

Trying to rationalize it could make it feel less genuine. The two of them, lost in their own thoughts, locked eyes for a moment. When the two of them looked into each other's eyes, it was as if there was a subtle, almost imperceptible tension. It was just a bit awkward. Rafael broke the silence and said, "By the way, the king has appointed me as the Minister of Justice and the commander of the Mystic Army." Carissa looked up at him in surprise. "What?"

"It overlays your biometric signature with a legitimate guest profile. It’s a temporary patch. High-tier. It tells the Citadel you belong here." "Who am I supposed to be?" I ask, watching the mercury lines on my skin fade behind the amber glow. Silas straightens his lapels, his gravelly voice dropping an octave. "You are Lady Elena Thorne, a socialite from the southern sectors. More importantly, you are my fiancée. I’ve been invited back to the Citadel to advise on the ‘New Order’ infrastructure. They need my hands to keep the world from shattering, even if they hate my face."

No way would Arlene be brought down by some cheap tricks from a two-faced woman like Vivian. Arlene quietly wiped the corner of her eye as well, playing along with the emotional appeal. "You're wrong, Vivian. You, coming from a poor and humble background, were never worthy of Isaac in the first place. But because you promised as a girl to love him forever, that fool went against his family's wishes and endured 39 lashes just to marry you. "Not only did he pull strings to lift your family up, but he also gave you a black card to give you status. Yet, during the engagement party, you signed a master-servant contract with another man behind his back."