THE SECRETARY'S REVENGE
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secrets, yet he is u
desk clock re
uilding feels empty and quiet. Only the soft hum of
terson at noon. Conference call with London at three. I write little notes next to each o
do. I make hi
him reading documents under his stylish lamp through his gla
when he thinks hard. I have watc
watch
glass doors. "Working late again, Miss Chen?" he asked. I just smiled and
om his lawyer. An invitation to a charity dinner. I know which ones
re standing apart, being professional. But I can see it in his eyes. The manne
ard meeting scheduled for tomorrow. I went ov
rts. The presentation slides. His luck
I am observant. Due to my unique feel
ssage from Nicholas. "C
ooth my skirt and gaze at my hair in my sm
Enter," he replies,
his cologne f
desk that costs more than my car. This is his worl
ow he looks at me. His blue eyes are ti
lace the papers on his desk. Our fingers touch when h
do without y
glows warm. He needs
'clock," I say. "And your dry cleaning i
ck in his chair. "Sit down. You make m
where important people sit. CEOs and lawyers and peopl
u worked for me n
exactly. I remember my first day. How
He smiles again. "Time flies whe
e called m
hinese food from that place you
on't h
onally, someone needs to ensure I have food." "Yo
hanging meals. Discussing career, existence, and aspirations. That evening, he wal
idential," he remarked
licated. People might think I'm
tary. People would talk. They would say mean th
ays do. Nicholas tells me about his day. The problems wi
the day I cherish most. When it's merely us. When h
?" he inquires. "Wha
conference room for tomorrow. Regarding the blooms I requested for his moth
out you, Sophia." He reaches out his
imply my assistant."
ar he may hear it. Unique. I ho
" I murmured. It's
thumb glides over my knuckles.
his world. In his life.
me to the elevator as he typically does. In the deserted
," he says. "Message me
sha
t in between us. His k
cramped compared
ike he asked.
ht away. "Sweet d
y chest. Gorgeous. He
eep, contemplati
eing the person he needs. The pe
. His mother's birthday. His biggest fears and d
, I thou
ce that I haven't encountered previously. Nicholas's phone likely
a text. From an indivi
change everything: "Excited to see you tomor