Pregnant Assistant To The Billionaire Ceo Novels & Stories

He wanted me to be his personal assistant. He leans forward, his eyes intense. “Maya, think about it. You could have so much more than what you have now. You could have security, stability, and a chance to really succeed. You wouldn’t need to worry about rent or bills. And I believe in you. I think you have what it takes to be a great personal assistant.

said Mbok Asih. "Okay, I'll take a shower and go to work," said Monica. "It's already eleven o'clock in the afternoon, non," said Mbok Asih. "I'm the owner of the company, it's okay to go to the office anytime," Monica replied. "Okay, I'll prepare your vitamins and necessities," said Mbok Asih. Monica had prepared and eaten before leaving for the company. All her needs were prepared by mbok asih. Arriving at the company Monica was greeted by Santi's assistant. Monica even though she is pregnant does not make her spoiled. She continues to work and earn money for her needs.

"You're early enough that it wouldn't need to become a situation at all." Her face went white, then red, the shift so fast it was almost violent. "I am not getting rid of this baby." "Think about it rationally—" "I am thinking rationally!" Her voice shook, but she didn't back down. "You don't get to decide that for me." "You understand how this looks, don't you? A woman corners the CEO in his office, hysterical, pregnant, refusing every reasonable option on the table. It's not exactly difficult to imagine what people will assume you were hunting for."

*Breaking News– Billionaire CEO Drex Drane Arrested After Pregnant Fiancée Accuses Him of Assault. My stomach dropped. What the hell?

Alex. -And who are you? - the woman looked at us from head to toe. -Tell him that I am Roberto, and that we want to talk about Margaret," I think that had finally convinced him to give in. -All right, come on in, join me and wait in the garden-we entered the luxurious mansion filled with plush sofas, fine carpets, huge paintings and dim lights. ALEX MOROE -The night is perfect for us, isn't it, honey? -I was in my bedroom with my wife enjoying a bit of silence in our mansion.

Audrey, why are you acting like my assistant and why do I have a lot of appointments when I'm not the boss and why do I have to be the one to attend to some sort of serious guest? She chuckled. Oh, great. They all think this is funny. "I'm your new assistant Ma'am." Hearing her call me ma'am is so suffocating. I stood up and went to the reception with her. "Where is the guest?" I asked. She pointed to a beautiful classy woman. Now I know why I have to attend to this guest by myself. I walked up to her. "Good morning ma'am, welcome to B&S Reality. What can we help you with?" I asked in a professional tone. She turned to me and took off her eyeglasses.

Nothing about me screamed pregnant. And yet— “The baby is stable,” the doctor continued. “Your fainting wasn’t caused by the pregnancy itself. It was stress, exhaustion, and vitamin deficiency. But the pregnancy is there.” My throat tightened. A baby. I didn’t know how long I sat there staring at the edge of her desk, replaying everything in my head. The passing out. The exhaustion. The emotions that felt too big for my body lately. It all rearranged itself into something terrifyingly logical.

Pulled out his phone from the pocket of his black pair of jogger pants and typed something to it. ************ "Hi! I'm Tracy Sunshine and this is Tonia my assistant, we're going to help you with your hair, clothes and everything." Said the dark skinned petite lady who was smiling at me, displaying her white set of 32. Her assistant, the fair and taller one just smiled. I decided it was her assistant I liked. "Hi." I waved lazily at them, and sat up right, pushed my legs into my flip-flops. "I trust you two to take care of her, and don't let the others stress her, she's pregnant." Ryan informed them.

Blaine Texer "Is there anything you want Mr. Texer?" I heard my new personal assistant asked politely. My eyes are focused on my pregnant wife who was glaring at Rhaze the whole time with a permanent scowl on her face. Rhaze is a kind girl and Autumn was the one who hired her.

I made to open it but someone opened it from the outside, a maid. "Good morning," she smiled sweetly at me. She's a woman in her late forties, probably. "Hi," I mouthed glaring at her. I've never seen her before. "I'm Clarice, your new personal assistant. I'll be assisting you with a lot of things, especially when you become pregnant," she explained dilating my eye pupil. I am not stunned about the fact that she is my personal assistant or something but the word 'pregnant' is something I wasn't expecting to hear so early this morning. I mean I just found out that Alpha Andrew is truly my mate yesterday, what pregnancy could probably occur so soon?