The Billionaire New Assistant Novels & Stories

His voice made her nipples tighten under her blouse. “Elena,” he snapped suddenly through the intercom. “In here. Now.” She jumped up, smoothing her tight pencil skirt, and walked in. Damon sat behind his massive desk in a perfectly tailored black suit, looking every inch the ruthless billionaire. His eyes flicked over her body like he owned it. Which, after last night, he kind of did. “Yes, Mr. Voss?” she asked, trying to sound professional. Her voice came out breathy. He leaned back, staring. “You’re walking funny today. Sore, are we?”

I walked back to my desk as I was saying in a humorous tone “My hero but my hero has to leave because I have a meeting in about 10 minutes so I’ll see you tonight at the club you know so I can go clubbing and meet new people thanks to my best friend.” “Please, please there’s no need to clap or something I’m just being the good friend I am” she said and was about to continue but stopped immediately when she saw my expression that was always very scary to her but honestly I did nothing more than putting my CEO expression but what can I say for someone as playful and as joke full of Malia she could never handle having a serious face around her. She was on her way out when she bumped into Lena.

he said. "Should that be an insult or what " I said plainly. "Now you see how funny it is ,Carly told me you got fired from your new job is that true "he chuckled. "Please don't try rubbing it on my face like you Avent been fired from your work place before " I rolled my eyes. "Never " he responded confidently. "That's your problem " I shrugged. " Can you work as an assistant " he said. "Assistant as in , assisting who and what " I wasn't clear what he was talking about

I've found her gossiping with him on several occasions as though he could understand her. I did as all best friends did, I supported her through everything. Besides, I was married to a billionaire so it was easy to get her everything that I thought she would need but wouldn't be able to acquire on her own. Elijah bought her one of the biggest homes in the most prominent neighbourhood less than ten minutes away from Elijah and I, along with a garage full of luxury cars that she could use to her liking without having to be concerned about taking care of them. Not to mention, La Vonn’s trust fund which should be more than enough to take care of him for the rest of his life, and the rest of his

The Billionaire Sugar Daddy Chapter 45 THE other Vozinelik still stood right in his front. Dylan is frozen when his hand is gently slapping his squishy cheeks to wake him up. They both go inside the car as Connor closed the door and then puts on the seatbelt while his body is close enough to feel the warm breath. The pretty boy is dumbfounded while holding the envelope that this crazy billionaire gave to him.Inside of the car is silent until they reach some particular parts of the city. The lights are the only thing that can make the inside illuminate. Dylan is quiet, and Connor is bothered—no! He is curious about what he thinks about what he said earlier at the entrance of the restaurant.

“I passed my degree! You can get rid of my smart ass!” “That’s the thing, Gale. I don’t want to get rid of your smart ass.” He says sincerely. My eyes widen. “Naah. I get on your nerves!” I brush away his confession. “You might, but I still don’t want to get rid of you!” He admits, grinning, “But only because I will have to hire another useless assistant who can’t do anything except sit there and look pretty.” “I did more than just look pretty!” I smack his arm, and he looks pointedly at me. I shrug. “You wouldn’t care though would you?” I ask, with a sigh. He Shakes his head.

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I now lived in a small apartment and raised Aaron alone but as promised my mother still showed her support. As a waitress I barely had enough to take care of both of us. I had become a master at budgeting, learning to make every dollar count. Aaron was my motivation, my reason for pushing forward, even when times were tough. One morning, I was scrolling through job listings online. When I stumbled upon an opportunity that seemed promising, an assistant position of the CEO at the biggest pharmaceutical company. It felt like a lifeline, a chance to secure a more stable future for Aaron and me.

Alexander Ian is a handsome billionaire, 6'5ft tall, Ocean blue eyes, sharp jawline and a perfectly built body structure with abs, Alexander is 27 years who didn't feel the warmth of a family, a very cold business man who have vowed never to get married after his ex-girlfriend did a terrible thing to him. ********** The noise of pages turning was the only sound heard in the room until there was a sigh. It was a sign of tiredness that had left his lips, unable to take in the situation.

“Yes, money oils everything.” “I suppose you have many charities that you support?” He smiles at me. “No.” “Why not? You’re a billionaire. Think how much good you can do in the world.” He walks towards me with my drink. “Stop being naïve, Star. How do you think one becomes a billionaire in the first place?” I scowl as I take my drink from him. “I’m a billionaire because I made millions of people all around the world poorer. Through immoral and illegal means, I acquired resources for a fraction of the price they should have been. What should have belonged to the people I took for myself.”