Mastering The Secretary Mga Nobela at Kwento

“I don’t know who’s more callous; you or Derek?” “Derek is void of emotions, I’m not” I replied. “How’s your secretary?” I asked once my mind went to what he had said at the reception earlier. “She’s fine. She escaped unhurt. Probably one of those guys she managed to piss off tried getting revenge by beating her up. She’s black belt, so she’s fine” He replied. The look on his face and his smile made me want to push further but I had to let him go just for today.

I got a lot of work to do. “Everything is set, you can start today” He spoke. Gosh! So, this is it! I am officially the secretary of Mr. Duke Harrington. I hope I can do this job well. “Thank you so much Mr. Harrington” I thanked him. A woman came in and guided me to my desk. My desk is located just beside his office. I took my seat and placed my things on my table. Their working environment is so nice, it’s so comfortable. My desk is very well organized. I have everything that I need here.

I shook my head, "No." My imagination had always played so many scenarios of us, but never once had I imagined that they would come true. Michael was my boss, and he had never made any moves on me nor did he ever point me in such a direction. It was typical for me to observe him when he did his paperwork or when I helped him stock the store. I would habitually watch him as he would reach up to stack items, his abs becoming visible for me to admire alongside his tight ass cheeks. But it was all in my head.

He informed me. "Yes sir." "Nikki?" "Yes sir?" "I said the right manner." He pointed out. I nodded with a gulp. I didn't have an idea what the right manner was but I was not going to be telling that to him. "You can go now, the new secretary should be here anytime soon." He said and I nodded in understanding. "Alright sir." I said and turned to leave, the white file secured in my grip. I got into my office and turned left and right to see if anyone was watching. When I was certain the coast was clear, I jumped on my feet and did the wildest victory dance ever.

His member was as hard as a rock, hard and dripping. He licked his lips. Andrea wasn't one of those men who masturbate, he always controlled his emotions, in fact, he was never a twink who unloaded his hormones with his hand, but fuck! There was something about her that was driving him crazy, that was prompting him to touch himself, and he had to calm his feelings before he did something crazy and ate his secretary in her office, at her desk, or with her back to the window. She had imagined it before, in fact, ever since she knew she was his secretary, she couldn't get that fucking idea out of her head. He was never a man that any woman dazzled him, he was never a man who liked to mess with

She knew that, so she never stressed herself in getting his attention. "Can I sit?" Maya asked. "Of course," I replied humbly with a smile. Maya then placed a long sheet before me. "Here are the basic duties of a secretary. You will be the one to arrange meetings with stakeholders at his command, or personal meetings with some powerful men in the cities. You would serve him coffee by 8AM and 12PM. Always serve it one or two minutes before this time, you must never be late." "Got it."

"Then you're even, so you don't have an uneasy feeling that it's going to interfere with your future work." "But can I do this job well whereas I have no experience at all being a secretary?" John clicks on Cassandra's work experience data on his laptop. "Well after I saw your work experience is not much different from the work of a secretary. Both relate to typing." "Miss Adams will guide you to the point where you can do your job. I'll also teach you how to deal with Mr. Williams." Cassandra held up her chin thinking. "Think it carefully, out there where there is a new secretary on the salary equivalent of the salary of a senior manager."

She asked and the men on seat all shook their heads, indicating they did not know. She smiled sweetly and stood up. " Now back to your question; I want to be your Secretary because I have a great passion for Secretary job. I'm not buoyant enough to establish my own company but working as a secretary makes me feel like I'm in my own company. The idea I share with my boss, the schedule I adjust and create, the development of the company which must be my priority, Wow! I so much love it that I can't trade it for any other job. So, My reason for wanting to be your Secretary is because I love being a Secretary and I'm a qualified one at that. I will be glad..." She was interrupted before she coul

"It's just that I have lots of work to do, and I should probably get started immediately. We also have a meeting by 1, so I should get prepared for that. I also need to get familiar with how things are run here." "What if I told you I only made you my secretary just so I could see your face everyday?" I said, and she smiled. "Now that I am your secretary, it gives me more reason to do my job. I can't slack because you are my..." She paused, looking for the right word to qualify me as. "...my Master." She said and I frowned.

McAllister won't even see what is coming until he is already overwhelmed. Micah pulls me to him tightly. I almost fall into his arms until he whispers in my ear, "Struggle." I startle, but then I remember, this is part of the act. We need to pretend to be using one another. "Mr. McKaine, this isn't a good time," I try to pull away from him, making sure that I am speaking low enough to make it seem secret, but loud enough to get some attention. An older woman passes by and gives me a sympathetic, knowing look. I guess I'm not the first secretary she's ever seen manhandled by her boss.