Romans & histoires Madam Secretary Fanfiction

The moment I was waiting for since morning. "No need to say thank you." I mumbled as I patted her back. "Okay we have no more tissues left guys. So if you can just stop your lovey dovey stuff for sometime we have got some ass kicking to be done." Scott said. Sophia laughed at that. Oops I completely forgot that we had an audience. "Yes yes. Let me see if Mr. Henry Fanning is present today or already left the city." I dialled the finance department reception. "Hello Micheal clothing, Finance department. How can I help you?"

She jumped,“Right. Sorry.” The door opened just as Damian stepped in. They passed each other, his eyes following her like a dog watching a thrown bone. The door shut. “Hmmh hmmmh,” he grinned as he dropped into the chair opposite my desk. “And who was that gorgeous specimen?” “My temporary secretary.” “Oh mannnn. Why do you always get the best of every sex, even though you don’t even like women. Is she seeing anyone?” “She is nineteen,” I said flatly.

And yeah… my heart kept betraying me. Because every one of those moments made me fall harder. One night, he was hunched over my desk, chewing a pencil while working on equations. His hair s tuck up in every direction, and he muttered numbers under his breath like curses. I was sprawled on the bed scrolling through my phone, pretending not to stare. Finally he groaned. “How do you remember all this crap?” “Magic.” He rolled his eyes. “Be serious.” “I am. I was bitten by a radioactive calculator.”

In this world, you didn't just trust the bond. You protected it. By whatever means necessary. I reached for my phone. Opened a new message thread. Typed a contact name I hadn't used in over two years, someone who dealt in information and asked no questions about why you needed it. The Drevkan girl. The one matched to a northern Alpha. Name, location, schedule. Tonight. I looked at the message for a long moment. My thumb hovered. Then I pressed send. The screen went dark. And somewhere across the city, in the iron house past the east quarter, I could have sworn I felt the bond pulse. It was once, warm and certain, like a heartbeat answering mine through the dark.

He let out a sigh and pulled her to him, dropping a soft kiss on her lips. "You have no idea how hard it was to see you every day for the past three weeks and not touch you, I lost a lot of brain cells trying to keep off you," He said as they drew apart. "I don't know what to do with the information but I will just take it as a compliment," She responded. "You wicked woman," "I am innocent please," She replied smiling, she checked the time and facepalmed. "What is it?" "You are supposed to be in a meeting with Mr. Sean from South Africa, he arrives in less than ten minutes,"

But before leaving, Martha left a note for Damian using sticky notes and placed it on Damian's work map. Martha went home with turmoil in her chest. She witnessed Damian's behavior behind her back. Unlike Martha, who was disappointed with Damian's behavior, Damian was busy enjoying the service from his new secretary. "How is it, sir? Am I different from the previous secretary?" asked the woman lying on the table, her lower part filled with Damian's possession. "Ah! Very different!" Damian replied, continuing to thrust and sway his hips to the right and left. The woman's hands were not idle; she touched her own chest and stomach, trying to seduce Damian who continued to sway in the midst of h

he said, his tone a mixture of disbelief and exasperation, “I already have a secretary.” “Then fire her.” She said it so casually it made him blink. “Fire… her? That’s not possible,” Damian said, running a hand over his face. “Damian,” she said, voice sweet but sharp, “that’s literally all I want for now. Make me your secretary and I’ll happily return to your house. You get me, I get back in, everyone wins.” He let out a heavy sigh, pinching the bridge of his nose. “Fine… I’ll make you my secretary. But only on one condition.”

Leon pointed at the corner of my lips, the smirk on my face instantly wiped off. "It's not Lexie using my card," I put my phone on the reading table. "Then who?" Leon raised his eyebrows in curiosity. "Madison," I sat back on the couch with my legs crossed. "Ma…Ma…Madi.. Madison, which Madison are we talking about here?" Leon stammered, his expression was fun to watch. "Madison, my secretary," Leon sat on the bed upon hearing me. "Your secretary!" Leon yelled, "You mean, Madison, your secretary, Xavier's friend?" He whispered and yelled, he placed his hand on his chest trying to calm himself down while I just stared at him.

I pushed her hands to the side, saying, “ Definitely not.. you are mistaken.” I walked over to the couch, grabbing my phone as I saw it was Madison’s school and I found it odd knowing that Madison would never request for them to call me so that means that something was up.. Just as I picked the call, my secretary knelt on the floor, taking my cock into her hands, rubbing on the tip and massaging the balls before she took the length into her mouth, sucking and bobbling on it,