The Alpha Ceo's Nerdy Assistant Novels & Stories

Third POV After Freya left the cabin, Aleric's eyes lingered on the door. His gaze was sharp, his eyes were unreadable, and his face was indifferent. The door was knocked on. He averted his gaze from the door and sat back in his chair. “Come in.” The door opened. A head peeked inside with a nervous look. A young woman gave him a shy grin and asked, "Alpha, may I come in?" It was his assistant that his father assigned to him when he announced him as the new CEO of the Vance Group.

Therefore, there would be no second chance. Ian clenched his jaw and directed his gaze to his assistant. "Find out who dared to post the video. I want that person here." Neon quickly stood up straight and responded, "Yes, Alpha." Ian reached for his suit jacket that was hanging on the chair. He then moved towards the door. Seeing that he was going to leave the office, Neon spoke from behind. "Alpha, the Alpha of the Livano Scarlet Pack, has arrived at our company. He said he would think about giving us the next project, which Alpha Dane is aiming for."

"Oh brother, don't be dramatic. Are we ready for the meeting?" "I was just explaining everything to Blaire. We'll meet you there." Scott nodded his head at Luther before leaving us alone. I turned to face Luther when he stepped around his desk and came very close to me. "We need to get a few things straight, Blaire Summers. I'm the CEO of Alpha Inc.—not my brother, not any other person in this office—and you work for me. You do as I say.

I laughed recollecting the memories. I did not want to tell him some of my petty tricks how I got to work in those places that I mentioned, and how I lived in New York. I didn’t want to give too many details about myself. “And you Neon? What do you do?” I looked at him through my lashes. “As an Alpha, I take care of the affairs of the pack, and keeping the pack safe. I have a company in the human city more like a conglomerate.”He chuckled at my stunned expression and pulled my cheeks.

Someone whispered, “The Alpha herself? Here?” Andre’s lips parted, his face pale. “You… you’re the Alpha?” “Yes,” I said, my tone steady as stone. “And I am also the CEO of Moonstone National Company. The very entity that oversees the accounts your Alpha Castellano has mishandled.” The chamber exploded into whispers. Andre’s arrogance faltered like a mask slipping. Derek’s fingers brushed mine—just enough to ground me. Andre opened his mouth again but nothing came out. Then the chamber doors creaked open.

An Omega. A sudden, fleeting memory flashed unbidden through Christopher's mind dark, mocking eyes gleaming in the dim light of the private lounge. Velvet-smooth words echoing in his ears: “I’ve never had an Alpha. Especially not one who tries as hard as you do to play the big, bad CEO.” Cassian.

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."

I mustn't keep my new Personal Assistant waiting! I walk into the building and am greeted by Fred at the security desk, “Hi, Alpha! I met your new personal assistant! Whew! Sizzling’!” “Fred! My personal Assistant is my best friend’s kid! Don’t talk that way!” I say sternly. “I’m just saying’, boss…this one is H-O-T!” Fred replies then chuckles. “You will see! I sent her up to your office.”

Wesley My head is a freaking mess. There have been countless unexplainable rogue attacks this week. Two pack members are already dead, and not only that, but Brooks Industries is launching a new phone this week. Since I’m both the Alpha of my pack and this company’s CEO, my plate is full. I’m drowning in responsibilities, yet all I can think about is my seductive secretary and our baby.

Typhon grabs my shoulder and stares me down, “There is quite a bit you're going to have to say little Alpha.” “Let him go,” His friend says in a low voice, “Don't lose your temper.” “Don't lose my temper ?!” Typhon roars, sounding very much as if he has already lost it, “Do you understand what ….” The woman is looking at me, “I think they feared if they could trust him … I mean he is clearly a smart kid, Maybe they thought he might decide to warn us.” I do appreciate being called smart, but …, “Could we drop the referring to me as a kid, I am a grown man, and an Alpha. I am not sure how much I can help, but I am willing to try.”