Millionaire's Hot Secretary

s... I..." I was totall

nd," he

the floor. "You mean Hames Hendrix, CEO of 'HamIX I

d his eyes at me. "Do you

a couple of times and I swear he doesn't seem like a nice per

ed the drawer of his table and took out a brown envelope fr

m, expecting him to be mo

er letter." He gr

"REQUEST FOR TRANSFER. Hi, I'd love to request for Imogen Mark to

rummaged his drawer again, took out a new form or whatever it

ry, to work in 'HamIX International', as Hames Hendrix's Secretary..." reading his name sent a block of ice

. Please, anywhere but there." I plead

fired." He didn't yell but his tone possessed authority and

this? It wasn't like I was being demoted. Hames was a well-known

I sheepishl

the envelope, pinned it with a

forced smile. "Thank you," wa

should resume tomorrow. Hames is surely a busy

, I'll forever be grateful for your kindness." I appreciated hi

good secretary. Hames will surely lo

ward but it seemed normal at the moment. I was starting to feel weird. I had worked

r which caused both of us to flin

?" Kade permit

She fixed her gaze on me irritatedly before strolling in. "Kade, we need

ew his eyebrows

ed her foot aga

ut of Jovi's presence. She seemed like she could murder me if I staye

ings to 'HamIX International'. You can leave now." He said in t

grasped my bag's handles t

st time I'd be here as Kade's secretary?

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ikita said, putting her car to a sto

the car door and stepped out of it. "

ok like you're heading to a c

ng. Though she sounded so s

now that you're blessed with such nice curves, by show

" I wiggled my eyebrows at her

er." She said and I wa

swerved the car, z

ucking bigger than 'RICARDO International'! How the heck was I going to fi

ansfer letter Kade had given me yesterday. It ha

ontent. "There," I pointed my index finger on the tabulated direct

hant grasses beside it and served as a path to one o

red. The tiles were so shiny, I could even see my reflection in them. The hall was damn quiet with only a few people

ched as the sound of a deep

unette with beautiful hazel eyes behind the

retary to Hames Hendrix." I i

ad to toe. "You're the one? And you're

d by her mocking comment though I

then stretched her hand which now had an orange-colored card in it. "I'm Sarah Louis, the receptio

g at it. "68th floor, got it. Door 68#f." I read it out. As directed by Sa

pened. I walked out of it, stood straight then resumed walking in a sen

a few seconds but there was no response. I wen

twisted the door knob and pushed the doo

screamed in shock as Hames' thi

as an effect of his latration. I tried to walk further but lost my balance and almos

biceps that hugged his white shirt firmly were folded across his chest and his legs were crossed in front of him. His black hair was neatly brushed to one side,

e hell. He seemed like he was ready to pounce on me and suck

responded to his bark. He was inside the w

is time but the vibrating his husky voice possess

m. I walked past the 5 black heavy sofas that formed a U-shape with a rectangula

alked in?" He said t

ened the door because I thought you weren't in." I fro

t me telling you to do so, okay?" His autho

ut

le, causing me to flinch. "No 'buts'. Why are

y escape from this question li

e not in your right senses. How the hell

this man wasn't going w

tely lowered my head. It felt like t

u wearing?" He said t

rned my eyes to his. "A dress." I replied, making it see

his hands into his front pocket, standing up straigh

day and come at times like this

nt. He definitely didn't expe

ome manners and also teach you how to dr

best to sound polit

shows how silly and dum

him. "Why do you hav

pointed his index finger at me. "Call me formally. Is that how y

em with it when I call him by h

s, get it?" He barked at me. His eyes mirrored every form of venom, aggravation, and fir

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