The Devil’s Secretary

this! I trained Mia how to walk with s

er on my hand as I pinne

to you and Mia.” I whispered, making sure the boss wou

hearing the frantic frustration in her voice. Both her poo

s finally able to get a hold of Freda who wasn't replying to my texts nor answering

I swear I’ll give my entire

it’s canceled.” Even when I couldn’t see my red-haired best friend,

t schedules. Being broke was our problem about hanging out before, now it was the conflicting schedules

ns.” I whispered, looking over at Sir Troy, who was talk

. “Don’t bribe me with macaroon

t friend’s words. She even sputtered out my full name. I know how

ove ya,

unday, or else!” I chuckled. “Alright.

orkaholic ways. Just because he's gorgeous doesn't mean he can do whatever he

tly, glancing at the b

before we both hung up after I said my goodbye. I s

d of it and seen it in some tabloids—I know it’s weird since I’ve been his secretary for five years), and I’ve only seen him drinking with other business people without getting drunk

t, I have enjoyed it too. I learned a lot at work, I learned a lot about myself, too.

did everything I could to make sure I wouldn’t get fired. The salary wasn’t something I could easily find too. And I guess

a workaholic, too. Which I honestly didn’

ut the window. Sir Troy put his tablet and phone inside his thin

the restaurant in front, and I silently thanked myself for picking a dres

ooked at Bran when he staye

ot coming?” I a

this lunch anymore was I thought Bran was coming too as his personal assistant. Also, he

Papa Bear sometimes), smiled at me. “No, Ms. Hill. I have a meeting to attend

d ask him if we could possibly reschedule the meeting he had to attend—not that

ng time. He was quick to make distance with his long strides. I watched

Bran goodbye with a sad and nervous

nst him. This is goin

xpensive as it smells. The entire room was lit with warm golden lights

ce was, nor could I thoroughly enjoy the luxurious experience of eating lunch here instead of being in a

s to a stairwell, and there we both turned to the side where

e already sitting there, waiting for us, my

hes the mere mention of my name. If she could, she would throw me to th

t the boss has dated whenever I would be instructed to not let them bother him again, but whe

ot for Sir Troy’s nonchalance about her complaints, I thi

nford, the billionaire bachelor’s lover. And what if Sir Troy was truly serious with her and

entire professional career, I wouldn’t be as scared as I would be. But she is, and I can’t have that kind

oney for something I have always dreamed of, and could possibly free

s ultimate dream since I was a kid. To be a great baker,

eted us as soon as he saw us. It took me ou

d even in his fifties, he wore himself like a man who was still so rea

’s one of the most formidable businessmen in the country. He takes care of his company’s welfare as m

e his only child, Annika, so dearly that he

e openly glared at me right now, I wonder w

nnika’s piercing blue glares and looked at her father. Like her, the

before I could speak. Both those blue sky-li

which one I would like

aren’t we, Mr. Peterson?” Sir

created lines beside his eyes. Despite that, he looked handsome. Annika, for sure,

, shall we?” The elder Peterson said and sat on

beat me to it. I glanced at Miss Annika, and saw she was alr

h in her mind right now. That could be th

ika, and I let her be. I l

called and a waiter i

d you like

suddenly asked me. “I…uhm,” I looked back at

“You can order first, Sir. I would lov

n to anything like this.” Miss Anni

nnika’s raised brow immediately mellowed a bi

I smiled a little again. “It’s true I haven’t been in places like th

m. So why not give her the best course you have here, Jason?” Mr. Peterson s

sighed, realizing I wa

ey all ordered, and I let

bad… maybe. Mr. Pete

at the table—at least between Sir Samuel and Sir Troy. Both Miss Annika and I were just

uld still feel her pie

ying it like a kid, when Miss Annik

ud clunking noise. I grimaced. “I don’t understan

g at me. Even harder now. Her nude pink painted lips in a fir

gry state, Miss Annika Pe

e to the co

of factly, as if that would explain everything

hat stupid secretary of yours is ruining what supposedly

om trouble a couple of times from the media, due to your own scandalous affairs. Wishing her to be fire

after Sir Troy said those words. He didn’t even mind he was saying th

and gone was all the good-naturedness I was getting from him earlier. He had gone so f

ments," the elder man paused and ges

with her for a couple months now. But I know you’re much of… a ladies man,” he said, s

is getti