Secretary The Book Novels & Stories

asked Jolie. "Secretary to the CEO. I work as one of the directors there. We could be good colleagues," Sam replied. For the umpteenth time, Jolie was surprised. Secretary to the CEO? That was quite an important position. Jolie would be working with the top leader of the JPL company. It was like a dream come true. "Secretary to the CEO? Are you serious?" Jolie asked spontaneously. "Yes, why not, it's in line with your goal. You used to dream of being a secretary in a big company. Well, you can realise it now."

Kaylar offered her hand for a handshake which he took without any reservation, he rubbed his fingers against Kaylar's hand and smiled frivolously. Mr Bernard released Kaylar's hand and faced Wayne "What a lovely secretary you have, yes?" "Indeed" Wayne answered leisurely. He was then led to a private room by Mr Bernard. A young lady who was dressed suggestively sat comfortably on the sofa as Wayne and the rest walked in. "Mr Frenado this is my secretary Natasha" Mr Bernard introduced. Natasha walked towards Wayne's and stretched her hands out for a handshake, "Good evening Mr. Frenado"

Being lazy literally since I was born, or since I got out of orphanage. “Hey!” She called raising up at me. My steps towards my seat also halting. “You’re still my secretary, and my personal assistant somehow, so hurry here and come help me!” She stretched a whole bundle of file at me, to what, look the fuck into or go the fuck through them. Nah I ain’t doing that. “Huhhh? Ma’am please fire me as your secretary then!” I quickly pleased seeing the files stretched at me. They’re way too damn much for me to handle.

He told me he was going alone after I turned him down. He sighed." I'm sorry, I couldn't make it home." He just ignored my question. I looked over at Sage." You can leave." She barred her teeth. She doesn't like taking others from me, but unfortunately, I love giving orders. When the door shut, I turned to face him. A low rumbling feeling growing in my chest. I raised a brow." Care to explain why you went with sage?" He swallowed." She's my secretary." I gritted my teeth,my stomach was roiling." You went with her ,huh?"

"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?"

he asked. "Are you referring to the President's office desk?" The brown-haired man nodded. "Well, to tell you the truth, I don't know. I'm just the Human Resources secretary, not the Management secretary," she replied with a faint smile and took the girl's hand. "If you're asking about Miss West... I'm sorry to say she won't be her secretary."

Maybe she lied about still being with him just to get under my skin. That had to be it… Or he escorted me instead of her because of the contract. After all, we were pretending to be the perfect couple to his Grandfather. Snap out of it, Olivia. Just let the thoughts go tonight. Just then, Christian leaned in close, his breath warm against my ear. “Look at that man over there,” he whispered, making me shiver slightly. “The one with the protruding stomach.” I followed his gaze. “That’s the Secretary of the Treasury.” he continued. “Can you see how much of the country’s money goes straight to his stomach?”

- Oh good. - What happened, daughter? Why don't you answer your mother? — Hmm…they're company treats. Today is secretary day. - What? I didn't know there was such a day. I know there's a teacher's day and several others, but I've never heard of secretary's day. — Well, there aren't any in Brazil, I think. But here in the United States, there is secretary day. And since I'm Eduardo's temporary secretary, he gave me the flowers. He always does this with his secretaries.

They were instruments, cutting through pretense, measuring every ounce of her worth. “You are Ava Reed,” he said, calm and commanding. “Yes,” she replied. “I am here for the secretary position.” “You are late.” Her heart lurched. “I am… I am sorry, sir,” she stammered. “Traffic was…” “Traffic,” he repeated, sharp and measured. “I hope your work ethic is better than your punctuality.” Ava swallowed hard and nodded. “It is, sir. I will not disappoint you.” He studied her silently, and she felt every hesitation, every doubt, every insecurity laid bare beneath his gaze. Then, almost imperceptibly, the corner of his mouth lifted. “Very well. Follow me.”

"Sir, I can't keep finding you new secretary just for you to fire them on impulse. It almost seems like you are praying for them to make an mistake, waiting for an excuse to fire them" "When did I start pitching you ideas and excuses for anything I do. You had better tread carefully Mrs. Collins. " "I can't keep looking for a secretary, just for you to fire them on impulse." "Are you tired of your Job? Mrs. Collins. You know better than anyone no one is indispensable" She opened her mouth, but close them back. I knew she still had a lot to say, most of which I wouldn't find pleasant. She was a smart woman, she knows to keep it to herself. She sighed heavily and finally exited my office. I st