Ugly Secretaries Novels & Stories

A what? "... majestic piece of bureaucratic garbage!" The Lycan King froze as he listened to his frumpy, stuttering, supposedly terrified secretary absolutely decimate his character with some of the most bizarre, uncreative insults he had ever heard in his entire immortal life. Where was the timid girl who had dropped her pen in the conference room? Where was the trembling creature who had squeaked out apologies in the elevator just an hour ago? Slowly, the severe, unbending line of Kael’s mouth began to twitch.

Chloe said, which sounded more like a question. "Who said you can go?!" Samantha snapped at her in front of all those designers, making Chloe embarrassed. "Uhh… I…" Chloe started to say something when Samantha stopped her once again. "Stop! And keep your excuses to yourself." Samantha snapped once again, leaving Chloe speechless and embarrassed. "Secretaries these days only know how to trap their bosses like some cheap slut but cannot do simple work done perfectly." Samantha said with a roll of her eyes and those five secretaries chuckled out and Samantha joined them while Chloe stood there humiliated and embarrassed beyond limit.

"This afternoon his secretary stirred up a fuss and had to be dismissed. Not only did she get her hands onto my personal belongings, but she used my husband's name and card to purchase things. Now everyone thinks he's going around with a mistress." "That's terrible. I'm sorry that happened to you," I tell her and I can't help but wonder if the secretary from this afternoon had anything to do with it, though she was just George's secretary. Still, what is it with the secretaries of rich people pulling stuff like this? It seems there is a high demand for good help, since so many of them are so poorly trained. "Well, hopefully it won't spiral out of control, otherwise my husband will definitely

Her eyes move down my body and her nose wrinkles in clear disgust. “Are you the new secretary?” She snips. “I didn’t think someone so plain could beat the fierce competition for the boss’s secretary. How could a poor rookie get the job unless…” she draws the word out on a gasp. “Did you sell your body to an executive?”

Jade, in her confused state she lets out a big sigh. Do I? After work, she went straight to see William at K group company, directly to his office. " There's a guest here." William's secretary informed him. " Let him in." He ordered. When the door got opened he saw Jade. She was dressed in all black, a black top and black topping it off with a black long coat overall. she had her hair packed in a pony tail. She walked in all so slowly. She got his desk and dropped the copy of the contract.

Worse because the depth was her arrogance; better because arrogance is fragile. I opened the drive. Files flowed into the array: encrypted manifests, procurement chains, a ledger that smelled of money routed through trust accounts and shell corporations Europe loves like a secret. I piped what I could to a secret cache that would reach Father’s server if I survived the next ten minutes. Someone came to the door then: a footfall light but certain. I heard the slide of a chair and a voice that sounded amused when it said my name. “You moved quickly,” she said, the sound amplified by the glass.

They were instruments, cutting through pretense, measuring every ounce of her worth. “You are Ava Reed,” he said, calm and commanding. “Yes,” she replied. “I am here for the secretary position.” “You are late.” Her heart lurched. “I am… I am sorry, sir,” she stammered. “Traffic was…” “Traffic,” he repeated, sharp and measured. “I hope your work ethic is better than your punctuality.” Ava swallowed hard and nodded. “It is, sir. I will not disappoint you.” He studied her silently, and she felt every hesitation, every doubt, every insecurity laid bare beneath his gaze. Then, almost imperceptibly, the corner of his mouth lifted. “Very well. Follow me.”

By the time I arrived at the top floor, my emotions were a tangled mess—anger, humiliation, and a growing sense of dread. I took a deep breath as the elevator door opened, but I was greeted with more gossiping. Two secretaries were standing by the coffee maker, gossiping. “Why does she get to work with the CEO simply because she can spread her legs?” the first secretary said, not hiding her disgust. “Who knows? We’d better concentrate on our jobs. You don’t want to get fired for gossiping,” the second secretary said. She was also annoyed, but I could tell she was worried about her job.

The secretary sneered at her, "We'll see how long you last as an assistant to someone with no influence like Regina Tan. I'm sure Mr. Tan will get rid of you soon, and I'll make sure you're uncomfortable until then." Amelie remained unfazed, countering, "Do you think I'm afraid of your threats? If you dare to mess with me, I'll expose your secret and let's see if Mr. Tan still supports you." "Hey, you think you can threaten me with lies? We don't even know each other, how could you know my secret?" Amelie stepped closer and whispered something. The secretary's arrogant expression turned pale. A slight smile played on Amelie's lips. "Do you want me to spill it?"

“She looked terrible when she went out of the lobby, I was wondering if she and Mr Micheal had an argument but unexpectedly, you showed her your place and everyone is so proud of you!” “She has always been that way?” Luca inquired as Mrs Evergreen stooped by a table that was occupied by a few employees who were chatting and eating away happily. “Hi guys. Here is our new secretary. The one who defeated ‘the witch’.” Mr Evergreen announced as they raised and turned their heads to look at Luca. “Hey, Luca!” They said in unison. “Hi, everyone!” Luca replied calmly and sat down, placing his tray on the table as Laura sat beside him.