Secretary Novels & Stories

The Secretary of the Other president told them. "We are sorry for coming late, it won't happen next time" Yelena replied her with a polite. They were about leaving, infact Their President already stood up, adjusting his Blazer when the other President finally opened his mouth to speak. "I thought they said President Cage don't get involved with Women, but you have Two sexy female secretaries by your side, I wonder which media made the false news" President Cage glanced at him with raised brow but didn't reply. Talking to idiots was never his thing.

I turned my back at him. " is that clear?!" I asked. "Yes sir." He answered me. " Good now get the fuck out of here." I released him. Hearing the door close was the sign that he had gone. I look at the wall clock and it was 3:40. I have to get that girl at the airport by four. I picked up my office phone. " Helena come to my office now " I called in my secretary. " Yes sir?" She came in quick. " You're one minute late. You think I have your time?" I scolded.

reklamo ng sekretarya sa Accounting. “Sige, dadalasan ko na ang pagkain dito.” Napagtanto ni Abigail na napapagkamalan siyang mapagmataas dahil hindi nakikihalubilo sa mga kapwa empleyada. “Ayan, kumpleto na ang Secretaries Club natin.” Pumalakpak ang iba pang babaeng nakadulog sa hapag pinahaba dahil pinagdikit-dikit ang mga kuwadradong lamesa.

She then turned around and looked at Athena. "I was already informed about you. You are the joint Secretary of Mr Morin." The receptionist Rhea whose name Athena found on her badge said with a smile. Athena smiled and nodded while a young man in his thirties came and greeted them. Athena instantly recognized him as Roman's main secretary Kevin. "Good Morning, Ms Carson. Please follow me, I will take you to Mr Morin's office." Kevin informed with a small smile. Athena nodded and thanked the receptionist Rhea before following Kevin.

Ms CEO and Mr Secretary Chapter 5 TIM I wipe the beard of sweats off my forehead running down the stairs back to give the tenth thing my boss forgot upstairs, for real I’m dying. I got to her panting out of stressed, she bit her lips looking cutely or devilish rather at me. “Your office is cleared, stolen, blank, there’s nothing in there again, don’t worry you forget nothing again.” I quickly shut her off because am hell sure she’s about to say “oops Tim I think I forgot my blah blah blah blah, can you quickly go get it for me so we can start going”

Every other person had dispersed back to their posts. “Good morning Sir. I’m Lynnette Parker, your secretary.” I introduced myself, speaking in short sentences. His expression was unclear as he raised his head from his computer screen. His stern eyes locked with mine, but he gave me no acknowledgment or even a smile. Wait. Did he not recognize me? My mind raced with a million ideas, but I managed to narrow it down. “Do you need anything, sir?” "No," he shot back condescendingly, his powerful voice cold and emotionless as he waved me off.

She looks alarmed, eyes darting to the door, clutching the pad in her hands to her chest, I immediately feel awful for wording it that way. “What?” I shake my head. “You can relax, I’m very much into dicks, not chicks.” then it occurs to me that this might be too much information for a new secretary. Asher just let me say whatever so I’m not so clear what the correct protocols are in sharing stories like this. Mirabella looks relived now so maybe it’s good? Whatever, I'll never learn the right things to say to my secretary since I don’t plan to change secretaries, or stop fucking the real one.

"We would just want to check up on him.” The secretary paused, as if thinking it over, "I'm not allowed to give anyone’s private information-' "Please,” Ally stressed, “we are just worried and no offense,” she leaned in, her voice a whisper, “but this whole situation is confusing and slightly suspicious,” she added. I shut my eyes at these words. Was she really pulling out that card? I peeked through my eyelashes watching as the Secretary bit her lip, glancing at the door, "well, you two look harmless,” she finally concluded, readjusting in her seat before putting her reading glasses back on, “ and you are his friend’s right?"

she replied, the corner of her lips raised in disdain. "I'm sorry for being oblivious to who you are, ma'am," I bent my head low. "Keep your head up straight, newbie!" I looked up at her, slightly furrowing my brow as I looked at her. "You're the secretary of the President. For whatever reason, you're in a spot most folks desperately covet. So behave as one worthy of the status you've attained." I looked at her, amazed at how authoritative she was. In a few seconds, she instilled a mind shift.

“Sorry. The visitor isn't on appointment.” “Then he can't see anyone.” “She says I should tell him it's Nelly Startford.” “Nelly Startford? Whose that? What makes you think the president would make exceptions for some low class in the country? Get back to work now. If you don't know how to do your job properly, I'll have you sacked,” the secretary snapped and the line went dead. The receptionist rolled her eyes. “That damned secretary. She only resumed recently and she was all over the place, acting like she was Ivan's wife or she was above everyone in the country. Mtcheeww.”