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The Incubus's Secretary

Chapter 2 One

Word Count: 2398    |    Released on: 29/09/2021

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e! Can I buy

pose her long, bare neck and a butterfly tattoo in shimmering blue shore on one exposed shoulder. The red dress she wore showed a lot of her cleavage and hugged her body in all the right places before ending a fe

hand and pulling her hard against my chest. "How about we move somewhere private

Looking over her shoulders, I locked eyes with one of my people

escorted the w

*

ing..." the woma

t out as much as possible. I hate it when women mess it up. They think

e sheets to cover her as she slowly dozed off

nd with a stranger. You liked it but it wouldn't turn per

f someone showed up at my clubs, looking for me or tried to bind me into a relationship just because I used her as my feed a

second glance. Robert, one of the club's bouncers, was waiting outside for me with a tablet in his h

at the report. "Tell the manager to give the staff a five percent rai

d in his deep, booming voice ove

d the door open as I got in. "Where to, Sir?" He asked, fixing his cap over

was alive and breathing, people crowding the streets, vendors selling different mouth watering snacks and

it?" I as

ced at me through the rear view mirror but shifted h

yes off the energetic, enthusiastic people on the streets. They made me hungry. I

, every supernatural being in every dimension needed a human(s) who they coul

said just as we pulled into

's light blue ones in the

vousness increased. I knew something was wrong the instant he

e else." I got out and slammed the door befor

one of my moods. He'll get over it and make sure never to repeat the sa

oth

stop a few feet from

eyed beauty. It was clear to everyone that we bore no resemblance to each other,

rved, looking back as Martin reversed

essed the elevator button and waited for the

in his voice. "Dear God! Have some respect, L

eat it or sleep with it." Finally! I stepped in

t monsters," he s

ers on my throbbing temples. "Why are you here, brother? Certainly not

dge of his nose. "It's a

need a new secretary. I think I'd told

least have a look at he

ok though, told me a whole different story. I was beyond outraged. H

tched the back of

sixteenth floor, and as soon as the doors parted, Ace

a secretary to my off

hroughout my system as I got accustomed to the sight and scent of her. My eyes would've glowed from the inside if I didn't ha

l rimmed chocolate brown eyes to the stiletto she wore to gain height over most men. She wore a full sleeved blouse in light grey and a pencil skirt of darker grey, ne

fect choice for a secretary...if I didn't feel this overwhelming urge to have her naked and writhing beneath me. It was the oddest behavior on my part. I did not m

snapped at Acelin, fuming at the thou

ired your secretary, so she was ordered to transfer to your office." Acelin sighed and t

le did in my presence, she held my gaze as if she was immune to our power. Was she really immune? Is that why Sanaya Johnson had man

other, jus

re hi

to defend his little secretary at any cost. Watching his eyes widen and mouth gape open was a treat ind

remember hearing it for the first time four years ago. "It is a pleasure to be able to serve you." She bow

t o' clock." Then she turned to Acelin and bowed low before handing him a planner. "Thank you for giving me this opportunity, Sir. I've made a list o

" I smirked as she headed

he bowed her head a fraction as

ess br

it long to pounce on me. He started as

he's already done enough by waiting for you till

hen Ms. Johnson had no problem with the scheduling?" I raised my eyebrows at Ace as

you're playing and you genuinely give her a chance, Lance, because if I hear that you've fired Ms. Johnso

rouble, I thou

y hair. I moved past my office door and down the hallway through a camouflage door to my apartmen

don't have to worry about the menial tasks. I then went to the bathroom to wash off any trace or scents left by my last meal.

considered a great privilege. People used to fight to become our Scribts, our disciples. And women erected and prayed in temples to be of se

a table top under a sharp knife. That wouldn't be the end though, because then the humans would hun

f the mortals, but it's better to avoid a wa

by the glass wall that overlooked the city. Several people in New York would

n, the clock struck four in the morning a

ily stopped interfering with my life. But that day certa

w long you la

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