Secretary Books Novels & Stories

Disappointment was written all over their faces. “Can we book an appointment with her? We have no idea who her secretary is,” Zack asked, the concern now showing on his face. He needed to speak with the new president. She was his only hope of closing the deal that could save his position. If he failed today, his father would surely demote him. “Her personal secretary is Kim Mijares, sir.”

What the! “Uhmm, but Sir…” I started, but he continued reading the sales report from last month. I tapped on my tablet that I was now cradling with my other hand. “That might be… a little private. Would bringing your secretary be fine? Wouldn't Miss Annika mind?” Sir Troy finally took his eyes from those papers. I know it must be hard, since that would be his own version of love letters. But he has to hear me out on this!

“Yes, yes! I go in there every day to report on my work! I even placed those documents on that desk!” “The files beside it are mine!” The room erupted in a cacophony of voices. Winika froze. As Zoran’s secretary, she naturally recognized his office.

She yelled freeing herself from my grip. " I'm going to say this once ". I told her taking a step closer."Stay away from my brother !" She snorted." It's none of your business who I associate with ". I gritted my teeth." You are my secretary, not his; you are only allowed to spend nothing more than three minutes in his company". Crossing her hands over her chest, she flipped her hair over her shoulder." Care to explain why ?" "Because I said so !" She snickered, turning to leave." I'd rather keep company with someone who doesn't have anger issues"

Gabe said nothing, barely managing to tuck his shirt into his pants. I grabbed her by the hair, hearing her desperate screams. I opened the door, dragged her naked through the reception, and led her to the regular elevator. I pressed the button, the door opened, and I shoved her inside, closing it. She could figure out how to get home—I didn’t give a damn. I looked at the assistant secretary. “Post a new secretary vacancy. It’ll be a man.” “And… my job, Mrs. Clifford?” “You’re not fit to be assistant secretary. You’ll be the third. Open a hiring process for two secretaries… immediately. Did you call for someone to pick up the bottle?”

“I’m wondering which woman would want to put up with your shit.” “Don’t start with me this afternoon, I could still fire you if I wanted,” I smirked at him. By this time, the car had come to a stop in front of the office building. My dad had recently appointed me CEO of the Steele industries, so I was most times busy with my CEO duties. “You wouldn’t fire me though, I know that,” I could never fire him, that was true. He most times kept my sanity in check. “Speaking of which, the head secretary quit her job. I was called from human resources, and I was told the last one quit.”

Seemed to be looking for something or maybe someone. Alby's crooked smile appeared. "Oh, I'm sorry. My secretary has a little business, maybe a little late." He said making Zavier nod in understanding. "And this is Adriana Lynn, my secretary." Zavier introduced his secretary who immediately shook Alby's hand formally. Saying his name while giving a small smile before sitting back down. "What about what I told Jean? Have you agreed, sir?" Zavier open the conversation. His gaze was hopeful. Seemed to be looking forward to it.

He grunted lightly and managed to pull himself up, he staggered backwards but he was able to hold himself from falling. He got to his room and had his bath. He managed to get ready for work and without even eating the breakfast that the cook had made, he made his way to work. "Good morning boss. I already employed a new secretary for you and I must say sir, he's very competent and you would like him." Nick's P.A told him with a small smile on his face. "Wait Jacob, are you serious right now? You employed a male as a secretary for me? You know what, I don't want to see him. Tell him he's fired! Get me a female secretary and not some dumb male secretary." Nick snapped at Jacob.

I ordered. “Yes sir.” she carried Chelsea to her room immediately while I took some chips and orange juice to my room, I brought my laptop out to do some work. I really need a secretary just the way Chelsea needs a nanny. My phone rang, bringing me out of my thoughts, I frowned at the unknown number that was calling me. “Mr. Winthrop.” the caller said. “Yes, Who’s this?” “Am David Morgan sir and I heard you are looking for a secretary.” and my frowned deepens,

I hope you don't mind. Her words make sense, mine don't. "Hire her as my assistant. With that said, I walked away, Grace had no reason to question me, I was the one giving the orders here she was just taking notes and nodding. When I got to my office Adonis was gone and I was internally grateful for that, I sat down at my desk and spoke to Grace on the phone. "Get the women in one at a time for the secretary interview. I hung up on hold. Now I would have to deal with at least twenty women begging for the job.