Novel & Cerita Sexy Personal Assistant

A rather attractive man came knocking on the door, bringing coffee for Fenella. Our discussion paused momentarily as Alan's personal assistant placed the coffee on the table in front of Fenella. I snorted as I looked at Alan's newly recruited personal assistant. A young man appeared very obedient, with a melancholic expression. This is the sexy personal assistant he mentioned? Okay, maybe I was exaggerating in reading Alan's intentions. Maybe he really is gay, and I don't need to worry about him and Fenella. "Thank you, John," Alan said to him with a smile. "Please, Fenella. You really don't want to try it, Laird?" Alan asked me again.

“Sit.” Aiden complied, the leather chair cool against his skin. Tension coiled in the air, thick and electric. Silas’s scent of spicy cologne mixed with something primal stirred memories of gloved hands, thrusting hips. Aiden’s cock twitched involuntarily, sex appeal radiating from Silas like heat. The scarred lip quirked, as if sensing it. A contract slid across the desk. “Personal assistant. Executive level. Global travel, constant proximity. Salary covers your brother’s debts and more.”

“You can say that again. What happened to the previous assistant by the way?" “She got fired after a month. She was his first assistant, and formerly worked in my department before he assigned her as his PA, but he believed he made a mistake and fired her. So get ready for the pure hate from the ladies here, because they feel you don't deserve to be with him." He scurried off to his work as Mich appeared in sight, with Kwinnie clinging to him. Was I the only one Mich was mean to then? Aren't they aware of his personality? Or all they could see was his good looks?

“It won’t be happening again, I assure you.” “Why is that?” he asked as he cocked an eyebrow at her. “You’re my new boss!” she said. “it shouldn’t have happened in the first place.” “But see you are my personal assistant. I require you to take a very personal interest in me. I do believe that we can work very well together in all things.” He smiled at her as he just looked down at her on his chest as she was relaxed. “I do believe that this will work out very well, indeed.”

But now he was cold and demanding and brutal, his words tending to leave his employees in tears. He'd had nine personal assistants in the past three years, all of which couldn't stand being made to bear the brunt of his fucked up emotions. At least that was what his last PA before his current one had told him before resigning. And judging from the tears in his current PA's eyes even though his words had barely been harsh, she wasn't going to be sticking around very long. “So how did it go last night?” Caleb sat up in the couch, his gaze flickering with excited curiosity. “Come on, spill. How'd it go? Finally banged some pussy?” He rested his elbows on his thighs and wiggled his brows expecta

From the look of things and the scent, it's a male. "Turn around woman." He said. I turned around to look at him, he looks exactly like my boss. Isn't this... Oh my goodness. He's good looking but his brother looks cooler. "I'm sure you know who I am. Now answer my question, who are you?." He asked again. I gulped a bit nervous but I summoned my courage. "I am Anastasia Cobbens, the new personal assistant to Alpha Kevin." I replied with confidence. He smirked, "He hates omegas. He accept one as his assistant?. More like personal slave to me."

"Of course." The men left, while Ms. Park, a woman in her forties with perfect posture and a Chanel suit stays. "Cassy," Sienna says. "Come here." My legs barely work, my knees are wobbly but I manage to walk to the table. "This is Cassy Beaumont," Sienna says to Ms. Park. "My new... personal assistant." Personal assistant… the lie is so smooth. Ms. Park's eyes rake over me, assessing me. She's sharp, I can see it in the way she takes in the expensive dress, the collar just barely visible under the neckline, and my flushed face.

Feeling them go away, I raise my head with a smile, in which moments later, that incredible man with red eyes, whose vertical pupils, shows himself with a smile, he had canine teeth, like a vampire, with all those supernatural men and sexy girls from this dark city. To my surprise, he doesn't move away, although, before passing through the door, he turns and looks at me. Before he pulls like a slippery snake, he pulls politely, approaches me, as if slithering, then says. - I would like to talk to you, I need a personal assistant. - He says. My boss looked as sour as if she were sucking on a bag full of lemons. I take a shaky breath, then another sigh and think: Because I didn't stay quiet in

"Of course, you do. You're married to Damian Moretti. Does that make you the queen of the island?" I couldn't help but laugh at her enthusiasm. "Something like that," I said. "But don't worry, I'll be available. We just want to be away from people for a bit." "A bit of privacy with a ridiculously handsome and powerful man," she said, her tone teasing. "I'm so jealous. But also, be safe ma’am. Call me if you need anything. And I mean anything." "I will," I said with a smile. Sophia was the best personal assistant a girl could ask for. She was efficient, organized and also a true friend.

I had completely forgotten about my plans with her. I reached for my phone, a sleek silver device with advanced AI capabilities. "Cancel all my meetings for tomorrow," I commanded. "I have an important personal matter to attend to." "Of course, sir," my assistant AI replied. "Shall I assist you in planning your date?" I paused for a moment, considering the offer. It was unusual for me to rely on my assistant for personal matters, but I knew I needed all the help I could get. "Yes, please," I said.