THE BILLIONAIRE'S SECRETARY S2

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e office floor. Ethan stared into my eyes, and then slowly turned his head

e we met before?" Ethan asked, and I could feel the tension

ed for a moment, searching for a convincing answer. "Uhm... I saw you in a magazine, read it da

before," Ethan said, his words causing my eyes to widen in panic. "Or maybe

nce he might remember later. I could feel his gaze lingering on

I had just sorted fell from my hands again. "Uh? What did you say?" I asked, my hea

ed a partner, so... Of course, you have to go, you're my secreta

replied, trying to assert my boundaries. But Ethan's brows furrowed in frustration. "Then

and my excitement shone through, making it difficult to hide my enthusiasm. I quickly composed myself and tried to appear serious. "No,

frowned at my reaction. "I mean, okay," I quickly corrected myself,

ld earn for my wedding plans, it seemed like everything was

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ng red dress, paired with matching red heels and applied a flawless makeup look. I cal

ixed on me. I couldn't tell if he was admiring my outfit or trying

tood there, waiting for him to open the car door a

UGH

noyed, and Ethan snapped out of his daze. He quickly opened the car doo

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. I felt a bit embarrassed for assuming he would open the door for me and quickly

venue. As we traveled, I caught Ethan's gaze on me through the rearview mirror. It

to contain my curiosity. Ethan looked

his voice filled with uncertainty. My heart skipped a beat, and

nd nonchalant. Ethan didn't seem convinced,

changing the topic. I took a deep breat

hing, looking glamorous and sophisticated.I couldn't help but feel out of place, like a small bean in a sea of extravaga

d felt a surge of anxiety. I froze, unable to step out of the car.

to reveal my social anxiety to him, fearing it would make me appear weak o

at I could handle this. I extended my right hand, expecting Ethan to interlock his fingers with min

looked absolutely breathtaking, her makeup and appearance flawless. My heart sank as I realized tha

ling a mix of anxiety and dread. I didn't want to be close to her, for fear of revealing my true identity.