Novels by Slim-shady101

I kid you not when I tell you it took me roughly an hour to just get Kate to sit and calm down."Are you... good now?" I asked my best friend tentatively.She inhaled and exhaled deeply. "Pretty much... I think."You better be.Then, she turned to me and clapped her hands excitedly, her eyes gleaming with mischief. "Guess what time it is."Uh oh. She giggled as she reached for her tote bag. "Time to doll you up!""After-" I drawled, rising to my feet and slowly backing towards the bathroom, "-I have a quick shower.""You haven't showered yet?!" Kate all but screeched. She is on a roll today with these screams. "What the hell were you doing before now-?" I cocked a sarcastic brow at her, cutting her off. "Right," she said. "If you're not in here within fifteen minutes, twenty tops, I'm barging in there and hauling your ass out.""Sir yes sir," I announced before hightailing it out of the room without hesitation....Kate did not lie.When the twenty minutes were over, she came barging

Unfortunately, the next week came faster than I had expected."It's no longer news that your company is collapsing, Mr. Grant. A merger will benefit us both. It might as well be your only option now," Mr. Trevelyan said as he leaned back into his seat. He didn't look bothered, not one bit. In fact, his expression was the most relaxed I had seen that whole day. The poor man in front of us tried to hide his discomfort but failed miserably. His assistant had forsaken his food and was now nervously chewing his pen. "I did not come here for this meeting to hear you talk rubbish about my company. My team and I are working on making Grant Industries better than yours or anyone else's in the industry."I snorted lowly. For a man of small stature, he surely had a big ego. I sipped more of my juice, watching the drama unfold. This was one of those times when I really loved my job.Ivan cocked a brow. He should really consider joining a modeling agency. "And how well is that working for you, Gr

You guys remember the secretary that Ivan had hired before re-hiring Isabelle? *** Isabelle, we are not getting involved in any violent activities. Not today. I swear, it's like the universe is against me. I'm pretty sure it's that time of the year again when I'm like a magnet for different female dogs from all over the world. Those were the thoughts that ran through my head as I stared at the petite woman filing her nails on the other side of my office. She laid back in her seat with her legs crossed on her small desk (the height of indecency), hungrily chewing on bubblegum like a starved human being. I watched as she blew a bubble till it popped with a loud smack all over her glossed lips. The woman glanced at me, before proceeding to use her fingers to peel the gum on her lips, not taking her eyes off me. "Okay." I slammed my palms on my desk, rising to my feet. I caught the distant sound of a pen hitting the marble floor. "Miss Ashby, I will not tolerate you creating a nuis

A/n: "if you're still with me and reading this story, thank you so much. That's all I have to say."That is what I initially planned to leave as this chapter's author's note. Then I realized it's a jerk move on my part to leave for a whole year and come back with literally no justification for my absence. I'm sorry.Even though I sincerely doubt that most of you will read this lengthy author's note, I'm sorry. Really.It's been one heck of a year, I'm not even going to lie. Last year/early this year was my final year of high school and it was very chaotic. With getting my life back on track, turning to schoolwork, and the likes, writing was one of the last things on my priority list. And I'm not saying that as an excuse because there were times this year when I could have opened up Goodnovel and word-vomited into the website through my fingers, but I didn't. I chose not to because my mind just wasn't there. I'm sorry for that. When I graduated a few months ago, August to be exact, I

A/n: if you're still with me and reading this story, thank you so much. That's all I have to say.Quick reminder: there's this guy at Trevelyan Enterprises, Eric. He's Ivan's sort-of right-hand man. He is closer to Ivan than any other staff at TE, except Isabelle, of course. And Susan, who is another one of Isabelle's co-workers, is his bae.Recap:"My second secretary," my lovely fake-husba- oops, boss, I meant- said. "Miss. Ashby is my second secretary. After you, of course."I can't remember what happened after but I was sure of one thing. I was sure of the colourful strings of curses that I invented that day.Oh yeah, I was sure of something else.That any level of understanding that had solidified between me and Ivan vanished like it never even existed.*

Mr. Trevelyan stared into my eyes in silence. I stared into his in silence. I stared into those eyes that had somehow managed to make their way into my dreams the night before. Exhibit A of madness: Dreams. He stared, narrowing his eyes. I stared, narrowing my eyes. In silence. Utter, pregnant silence. Silence that was so heavily pregnant it was about to go into labour. Someone