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Within seconds, my smile fades as an automated response arrives. “Re: Your Inquiry Hello, Thank you for reaching out! I have received your email and will get back to you as soon as possible. Best regards, Maron Korolev CEO - Global Media.” … What the hell? I frown and check the address I sent the email to: “m.korolev@globalmedia.com”. The address should have been “m.korolev@g***l.com”. My eyes suddenly widen as the realization hits me like a shockwave.

"Email that agency so they know where to send their findings and pay them enough to make sure they don't do a sloppy half hearted job" "Yes madam" "Have a maid come run me a warm bath" "Right away madam"

I read the message twice to make sure I’m not imagining things. Dear Ms. Adams, Congratulations. You’ve been selected for the position of a personal assistant in Nexus Global International. We would love you to resume work starting from tomorrow at 7;45 am. Be informed that you are to be early in order for us to guide you through the process. Once again, congratulations and we are happy to have you here with us. Take care.

Am I asking her on a date? “Sure. I’ll see you later.” She breathes softly into the phone. My fingers itch to touch her face. Feel her breath close to me. “Okay, bye.” We both say as we hang up the phone. I exhale and see Alpha Asher smiling at me. I shake my head and smirk at him. “Okay Alpha. I’ll have the accounts mirrored if needed. All you have to do is call our IT department. If they can’t help you, feel free to always call me personally.” I tell Alpha Asher when entering his office.

“I had to ask.” “You didn’t.” He gives me one last look then he turns and walks away. I stand there alone. My pulse finally slowing. Maddox retreats. My wolf settles. I pull out my phone. One message from Evelessa. Are you done? I type back immediately. On my way to you. Three dots appear. Don’t fight anyone. I smirk slightly. Too late. A pause. Cassain. He’s still breathing right? Silence. Then: Good.

The first speaker in the front was already speaking when I received the message again. Miss Sarosa: Tomorrow, Ma'am. Can you at 1 PM? Me: Alright. Will the owner make money or send a representative or secretary? Miss Sarosa: I don't know yet, Ma'am. But maybe it's just Sir's assistant. Me: Okay. Thank you!

the counter lady said annoyingly. "Really, can you please submit this for me.... at least." her eyes roll around the busy mart and back to the counter lady sadly. "Don't keep your hopes up." the counter lady takes the parcel from her and she exhale with little smile on her face and she leaves the mart. The busy telecommunication magazine firm, Amber confidently walks into the reception hall. "Hi." Amber gives the receptionist a short wave. "Hello." "Who are you here for?" the receptionist eyes roll back and forth anxiously.

Few minutes passed when she realised that Damon's message was still not answered. That would be awesome! Thank you so much xx "Shit-" Mia said out loud, as soon as she pressed the button. She slapped her forehead, the slap sound reverberating around the room. Her phone pinged again, and the assistant honestly wanted to throw it out the window rather than see Damon no doubt annoyed reply, probably fed up at her over-enthusiastic response. From Damon Rossi: Good night Mia, sleep well. See you bright and early.

Ayesha's POV, I couldn't believe it. I got an offer to be Armaan Malik's assistant manager cum CA. Eeeeeep. 😍 I'm on 7th heaven. Now I can see him every day. My joy was short lived when I turned on my phone. 277 missed calls and 198 messages!!! I'm dead!!!!! In all this I totally forgot about my parents. They must be worried sick about me and they're going to kill me when I get home. Allah!

They match so perfectly is not possible. Calculated risks. Calculated loses. It's like they knew what they would be asked before the question was asked and I immediately understood that this was a load of bullshit. So I call my security team. "Hello." "Good morning Ma'am, how can I help you?" "Can you get me all the records for phone calls over the past ten years and also security footage if it is available." "From the last ten years?" "Exactly." "Noted Ma'am, I will forward it to your email shortly."