Good Morning Sir Novels & Stories

Looking up, I see his smile. “ Good morning , beautiful” he greets me huskily as he takes a seat beside me. “ How long are you going to take greeting me ?” I tease enjoying how he smiles at my joke . “ I can greet you the whole time without really getting tired .” he says now wearing what I can say is a serious facial expression . “ But most importantly I need a morning kiss from you .” he says as he leans in to capture my lips in a heart warm felt kiss.

Enjoy your day guys. “Good morning Sirs” the secretary greeted Ryan and Alex. They arrived to the company at the same time. “Morning, how are you?” Alex asked the lady with smiles on his face. Ryan didn’t reply, he was just going straight to the elevator. “I’m good sir” the secretary replied in cool tone.

“...My apologies for my tardiness, Sirs and Madams…my morning schedule takes a few moments late…”.(Holgun Iron Horn) “.…Did the President Just woke up?..”.(Minister Bina) “.……yes…”.(Holgun Iron Horn)

Knock! I groaned and buried my face in my pillow. Lazily, I sat up and wore my robe. After tying it, I spoke: "Come in..." A few seconds after, Saïda stepped in. "Sabah alkhyr al'amir 'asead (Good morning, Prince Asahd)," she greeted and curtsied. "Good morning, Saïda." I rubbed my eyes. "Welcome back." "Mmm, thank you. What is it?" I asked, standing.

And when I opened it, chaos appeared. * KRRRIIIIIINNNNNGGGGGGG * That's the first thing I heard and see when I opened the door. It was held by a man. " I think you forgot your alarm clock? " Is he insulting me? Arggsshh! " YOU AGAIN?! " I shouted then he smiled. " Good morning! " He greets me. " What do you want, huh? " I seriously asked. " Obviously, I'm here for this. "

I nodded. The door opened again and this time, it was James. I didn’t want to react harshly, especially with my mother here. I didn’t want to start this day in a bad, irritating manner. But when it came to James, it would seem the words ‘horrible day’ were unavoidable. “Good morning, everyone,” he greeted as he approached us. “Good morning, darling,” Mother smiled as James kissed her knuckles. “Good morning, Robert,” James then turned to me, his hands behind him.

It was evident that they were wholeheartedly devoted to crafting a delightful morning meal. As I entered, their focus shifted to me, and the warm smiles on their faces were a clear reflection of respect and acknowledgment. In unison, they greeted me with the utmost courtesy, "Good morning, Madam." The sincerity in their voices underscored the significance of the role I had now embraced.

he stopped abruptly. "Good day sir." A voice greeted him. It wasn't Aria as he thought. Running his hands through his head, he felt a surge of guilty sitters through him. "Good morning Mrs. Evans." His voice was husk and rather unfriendly.. "Good morning sir. I'm sorry to bother you but are you perhaps busy sir?" He was confused and found her question weird. His creased brows, "No, I'm not so busy. Why do you ask?"

His words rang in my head and I snarled, how can he talk about my *ss so casually? I walked forward, yawning and went to settle across from him. “Good morning, sir,” I greeted him in a sluggish manner, stressing my words more than necessary. “I'm gonna get straight to the point,” his voice was laced with urgency and I felt the sleepiness flying out of the window. “You didn't respond to my greetings. I said ‘good morning',” I repeated and he gawked at me. I smiled, “You see sir, if it's about last night. You don't have to worry,” I assured, shrugging my shoulders.

Clearing my throat, I composed myself adequately before I stepped inside. His eyes flickered to me. But I turned my back to him in order to close the door right behind me. When I turned, he gave me a smile. "Dennis," he greeted. He sat behind his big desk in a dark suit with his eyes slowly moving over me. “Good morning, sir,” I said. He nodded his head. “Good morning to you too, Mr Dennis. I would need you to get me a coffee." "Yes sir," I nodded. We just stared at each other.