Disguised As A Male Secretary Novels & Stories

I didn't care if I was hallucinating or not, I just wanted to have the illusion that I was hugging dad. " Um.........Mr Middleton? Mr Middleton?" he said, trying to free himself from the grip. I let him go, only to look at him properly and realize that he was Hazel's secretary - what the fuck?

I didn't care if I was hallucinating or not, I just wanted to have the illusion that I was hugging dad. " Um.........Mr Middleton? Mr Middleton?" he said, trying to free himself from the grip. I let him go, only to look at him properly and realize that he was Hazel's secretary - what the fuck?

he said smilingly,let's just say we were close friends that had the same opinion on our boss. Our code name for him was 'grouch'cause that matched his obstinate personality. "Let's go,my good man,we wouldn't want to keep him waiting, would we now?"I tapped his shoulder,as we both laughed. We arrived at the airport after a 30-minute ride.The handsome tall smiling man elegantly walked towards me firmly clasping an executive briefcase,and whispered,"Took you long enough!" Yap,this was the Cain Powers I knew.The propeller swished back and forth,as the wind whirled sardonically.I clutched my primrose yellow sundress as my curly hair fell on my face.

Seconds later, the secretary lost consciousness. Jack immediately dragged the man in the corner and got the secretary’s suit and wore it. He promptly stood where the secretary was standing. He stands still like a statue, trying to imitate the secretary. Leon gave Jack a thumbs up and started dragging the man. They were going to the General’s office.

The security team stood positioned near the gates, three black vehicles waiting in formation, the entire scene arranged with the practiced anonymity of a perfectly ordinary executive departure. Nothing that would draw a second look. No one watching would have guessed that the woman stepping into the second vehicle beside the CEO had spent the night curled against his chest, wrapped in his shirt, listening to him say things he hadn't said to anyone in years. To anyone watching from outside the gates, she was simply his secretary. Following him to work, exactly as she had every weekday morning for months. And that, for now, was precisely how Cole intended to keep it. Inside the car, Helen glan

Secretary, he knows I’m Mr Xavier’s Secretary then maybe I’m getting kidnapped instead of being raped. “Please sir, I don’t have anything on me and as you just said, I’m just a secretary, so please don’t kidnap me.” I begged, and he laughed. “What the hell! Kidnap you, is that how you see me, an abductor. What are you doing here, the club is that way and not this way, Miss Brown.” He adds. “Let me go.” I heard Maddy screams and I gasped, coming back to my senses.

Brown hung up, and I sighed in relief since this conversation went better than expected. The door opened, and a young secretary came in with a piece of paper in her hand. "I'm sorry, Mr. Green. There were two calls while you were busy. I wrote down the details for you." She placed the paper on my desk. " Thank you," I replied, glancing at her when she turned around. This woman has the body of a goddess. She could easily be successful as a model, so why would she stick to the secretary's role? I caught myself staring at her delicious a*s many times, wondering how it would be to grab it in my hand. Unfortunately, this would never come true, as I played the role of a man in love with Sandra. I

I felt my cheeks flush with anger and embarrassment. "I'm not just anyone," I said, with my voice rising slightly. "I am his girlfriend ." The secretary's eyes widened, and she let out a sharp laugh. "Oh, you're his girlfriend aren't you?" she said, her voice dripping with sarcasm. "I'm sure the boss is just dying to see you,” she said rolling her eyes. “Security! Please take this imposter away from here” The security I had jammed earlier matched furiously at time, grabbing me by the arm,

The secretary decided to wear a light blue long-sleeved dress and brought a thick white coat to cover herself from the cold, which she had to take off when felt the heating that the place strategically placed in the area. Peter was not working, he came as a guest. He left his security agency in charge of a woman from his team, who remained working in the main headquarters of the so-called "Spaceship", a private place where he and his people operated. He needed to keep an eye on his friend. Dressed in a dark gray suit, the blond gave Max a pat on the back and spoke in his ear: "When will you tell her?" "Soon. I'll let you know when I do," the groom replied with a fake smile, nobody could unde

They had gone to see the young man in his apartment. The secretary managed the transaction with the blonde guy telling him the venue as well as giving him a picture. It was a photo of Jasmine. She looked calm in the picture with her dark brown hair tied in a bun. “Is this her?” The blonde haired guy asked the secretary, but got no response. He just pockets the picture and said the job will be done. “Just make sure it looks real”. The secretary said to remind the blonde haired guy. He assured the secretary everything would be done perfectly well and that the person who will carry out the task would do it perfectly well.