The Billionaire New Assistant Novels & Stories

Instead, she looked straight at the handsome young man in front of her. She knew that Mr. Dickson had a distinguished guest here today, so she came to make friends. Little did she know that it was Damien Wolfe, the heir to the Wolfe family with a net worth of hundreds of billions. She apologized on behalf of her assistant and said, "Mr. Damien, I'm sorry for my assistant's recklessness. I will apologize to you on her behalf." Ciara was wearing a V-neck long dress, and when she lowered her head, the neckline was visible.

I got a call from Linda too, informing me that I have to come to work now. My heart was thumping out of my chest, feet frozen in dread to confront him. Rubbing my cold hands together, I exhaled, gathering my energy and standing outside the Beckham empire once again. “There goes nothing.” Muttering under my breath, I entered, greeted by a girl at the reception. “Hey, Annalise, right? I am Jacey Atlas. The head of the finance department.” She asked sweetly, waving at me. “Hey.” I replied sheepishly, waving back.

That's something at least. I erased tonight's footage from the computer and the cloud and switched the cameras off. Exiting the office, I closed the door and moved towards the entrance. It was left open still. Agent Michael held the distraction I tucked my hand in my pocket and walked briskly 64.0% 17:07 N10,000 to #100,000 Get an instant loan up to... Apply nowThe Billionaire's Bodyguard away. I saw him in the car with the owner as he tried to hold him back, passing him a wink, he heaved a large sigh then straightened his back.

He absently rubbed the back of his neck, avoiding eye contact. “I don't know how they got burnt, I followed Jeff's instructions rigorously” This time I couldn't hold back my laughter. The sight of Nathan's assistant directing him on how to make a simple breakfast over the phone almost had me rolling on the floor. I wish I could see that. “Sorry” I said, wiping the lone tears at the corner of my eyes. “It's just, I don't think there are some things that ‘the ruthless billionaire of Wall Street’ can't do”

“I had to change my look. The new job dictated so. What have you been up to?” “Dre disappeared, I don’t know where to and his number is out of service. I’m back to waiting tables at Lex.” “There is something I have to tell you.” “What? Are you okay?” “Yeah but a lot has happened. Remember the guy at Trust?” “Yap. How can I forget that cutie?” “He owns Annex.” “What? Wow!” “Yap. I was surprised too.” “So he is the mystery billionaire?” “Yap. The eligible bachelor.” I smile and draw in a sharp breath.

“Not at all. Money is no object. Just make it fair market.” I nodded. This was personal. Between his and Natalia’s wealth, there wasn’t a reason for there to be a pricing cap. This property was for him and his new lover. It was astonishing that he could throw his money around like that, but it also wasn’t my business anymore, and neither was he. This was something that a billionaire’s assistant would do without blinking an eyelash, so I would do it with the most professionalism I could muster. Was this what Natalia and Michael discussed the other day on the phone?

she said. I nodded, and forced myself to put an eager smile on my face. “Got it. Definitely.” She smiled in return, a thin, predatory thing. “Good girl.” We soon packed the bags and the driver helped carry them to the car as she drove me home. We watched a show on her car tv as I admired the leather in this premium car. And there it was. Dennis’s face. Alex’s face. A graphic with a giant question mark between them. “…the question on everyone’s mind,” said a host whose teeth were way too white, “is how did a simple assistant from a modest background really catch the eye of a billionaire heir? Was it love at first sight? Or was it something… more calculated?”

"You really make it impossible for me to look at anyone else." "And I'm rich." Daniel raised and lowered his eyebrows, putting on an arrogant expression. "No! I've never cared about your wealth because I can buy whatever I want with my own money," Ghea argued. "Hah! As if that's possible. Come on, Ghe! I am a billionaire. I'm sure you've never seen one of these before." Daniel reached into his trouser pocket and took out his wallet. He pulled out a black card and pressed it against his wife's forehead. Ghea puffed out her cheeks before snatching the card from Daniel's hand.

Assistant Mark immediately sealed his own mouth shut before the billionaire strangled him. It was obvious he was jealous, but Lionel refused to admit it. He braced his hands against the table, staying silent for a while before finally calming down with a sigh. After a whole day buried in work, he leaned back into the chair with both arms relaxed, though his back and shoulders clearly ached from exhaustion. “Your back hurts again, sir? Let me massage you!” Assistant Mark quickly noticed. “With those rough ugly hands of yours? If you touch me with those hands, you’re dead.” After saying that, the billionaire suddenly came up with a brilliant idea. His eyes lit up as he ordered, “Call Danielle.

she hissed. "Wait! I saw the news!" Danny scrambled inside, ignoring the skillet. "The billionaire? The shark? Lil, you’ve hit the jackpot! You can’t let him pay off Vane and just walk away. If he’s got that kind of cash, he can fix everything. My new venture, the crypto-bakery—" "Get. Out."