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Mr. Billionaire's Whimsical Secretary
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Why do you have that look in your eyes?” Spencer asks me, inching closer to me. I take one step back involuntarily, looking straight in his eyes. “What look?” I manage to ask, gulping down the pain. “That look. Why are your eyes telling me that you want to leave this place? That you want to leave me?” His voice drops, but it's his eyes which concern me. His eyes look angry, hurt, and guilty. “What if I do?” I ask in a small voice, knowing he wouldn't mind if I leave. It won't make any difference to him. But he surprises me when he says, “No. You aren't leaving this place. You are not leaving me.” _______ Willow Brown is many things. She is a struggling individual, a responsible big sister, and an ideal daughter. Oh, and she is also a whimsical secretary to the most arrogant boss ever, Mr. Spencer Cruiz. But she wasn't ready to accept the title of being the very boss's pretend girlfriend. She wasn't ready to fall in love with that man either, not when she knew he loved someone else. So, will she have to embrace her new identity of being a failed and broken lover or fate has other plans for her?
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Mr. Billionaire's Whimsical Secretary 29- He's Wrong But It's Ok
“Miss.Brown.” Spencer calls me for the third time in 2 seconds. Shit! He is breathing down my neck again. I need to do it fast! “Mr.Cruiz, I'm almost done. Just give me 2 more minutes, please.” I finally answered his call before he exploded due to my lack of response. I've been working on this file for God knows how long. I somehow clicked on the wrong buttons when I was dead tired and now everything's messed up. I need to clean my mess before he can even sense it. I keep on typing furiously, keeping my eyes trailed on the screen. “I didn't call you for the file.” This stops me from typing maniacally and taking a small pause. “Oh?” I peek behind the screen, “What is it then?” “Lunch.” He says one word and expects me to make a fully coherent sentence out of it. “What?” I think to myself if I had to do something about lunch. And then I finally noticed him. He is totally dressed for going to a five star restaurant for a business lunch. Not to mention, he is looking hotter than an
Mr. Billionaire's Whimsical Secretary 28- Am I Wrong?
“Hey!” I call for her before my mind even registers what I'm doing. “You can sit over here.” What am I doing? Am I that much of a sadist that I'm willing to hurt myself even more? As if arguing with my mother wasn't enough for one evening. On the other hand, the other part of mind, the careless mind, is telling me that I've nothing to lose so I might as well know what's going on between them. She looks a bit confused. Nonetheless, she walks back towards me. I make room for her to sit. As she sits down beside me, I realize I don't even know what to say and how to hold a conversation with her. “Though day?” She asks, making it easier for me as I didn't have to initiate. “Huh?” I tense assuming she has cracked the code and can tell I've been crying like a pathetic creature. “You are wearing sunglasses when it's about to get dark. You must be having a headache?” She tries to explain herself. “Uhh…Yeah.”.I go along with her explanation. I'm not lying though. I always get a splitting
Mr. Billionaire's Whimsical Secretary 27- A Mother and A Child
“How can you let him slip from your hand?” Mom asks in an incredibly angry voice, making me huff out of frustration. “Cut it out, mom.” I plead, turning my attention back to washing dishes. “It's been 2 days for fucks's sake!” She doesn't calm down, instead she fumes in anger, “Don't talk to me like that, young lady! I'm your mother.” “Then act like a mother.” I mumble under my breath, getting tired of her endless demands and whines. She has been living here since the day she flew from Arizona. If it wasn't enough, her soon to be husband thinks he is invited here any time of the day. My once safe place has turned into a mess, a mess which suffocates me every second I'm in here. I'm tired of it. First Lily and now I'm caring for my mom and her new man-child. “What did you say?” She demands to know, getting closer to me. “First, you let a rich man walk out and then you talk back to me? How can you be so useless? He could get us out of this hellish life if only you knew how t
Mr. Billionaire's Whimsical Secretary 26- Son-In-Law
“I will take my leave.” Spencer announces as soon as he sees my mother. “No!” My mother yells out all of a sudden, scaring us both. “I mean, stay and have a cup of coffee with us.” She throws a teeth rotting smile. Spencer and I share a look of surprise. What's gotten into her? Till now she has been nothing but hostile towards Spencer, not to mention she was too eager to sue him to get money from him. “I appreciate the offer but I have work to do.” Spencer gives her his professional smile. However, when my mom is on a mission, she is gonna make it happen which is concerning when her mission has to do something with my boss. She almost shoves me off my way to put her hands on Spencer's forearm and stops him before he can take a single step. “I insist.” She keeps on giving smiles, “I make a killer cup of coffee or they say so.” I raise my eyebrow at her actions. What's cooking in the head of hers? There must be some hidden agenda for her to be behaving this way. Spencer looks like
Mr. Billionaire's Whimsical Secretary 25- A True Gentleman
“We are here.” I hear someone speak near my ear but for the life of me, I can't open my eyes and respond. “Hey.” I can sense someone shaking my shoulder gently, but it is still not enough to break me from my slumber. Apparently, I'm too tired to do anything. I don't even know who the person beside me is. Sometimes my subconscious mind really scares me. I can be in grave danger but still my subconscious mind decides to give zero fuck about it. There's something which is making me feel safe even though I don't know what it is. I can hear the person sigh next to me. Not bothering to put the person out of his misery, I make myself comfortable and sleep without caring for anything. I don't know who the person is but what I can say is that it's a guy and now he is mumbling something under his breath which I cannot comprehend. He is, undoubtedly, cursing me under his breath, seeing I'm not complying with him.I'm still in my slumber when I feel a presence on my right side and suddenly it
Mr. Billionaire's Whimsical Secretary 24- Prejudice
“Are you sure she is alright?” Spencer asks the doctor for the hundredth time in a few minutes, making the doctor leave a sigh of frustration. “Yes, I'm. I'm a professional at my job, Mr.Cruiz.” The man replies to him, annoyance dripping from his voice. Spencer doesn't look convinced. His eyes dart towards my hand for a split second and then on my face before turning them back to the frustrated doctor. “She got released from the hospital just yesterday for being poisoned. Are you sure that isn't a concern anymore? Will the burn affect her situation in any way?” The doctor can't look any more surprised and frustrated at the same time. I don't know what should be my appropriate reaction right now. Spencer is acting like a mother hen, pacing around, eating the doctor's head and making sure each and every point that he has in his head regarding my health is voiced. While the doctor is finding himself at the end of his patience, I'm finding myself to be amused to no end. “Mr.Crui
Mr. Billionaire's Whimsical Secretary 23- Rumor
It feels like the day keeps stretching itself the more I want it to end so that I can go home to get away from this madness. As I stir the spoon in the coffee, I keep thinking about what Spencer said right before he asked me to leave his office. Turns out, he is right. I'm not that nice of a person I give myself credit for. I can't shy away from the truth. I've been judging him based on my preconceptions about him. “Damn it!” I slam my hand on the table, tired of torturing myself with negative thoughts about myself. “Should I do it?” I ask myself, contemplating my contradictory thoughts. Maybe I should do it. He deserves at least that much from me. “A little bruise on my self-respect won't kill me.” I tell myself firmly, nodding my head with determination as I do so. Turning my eyes back to the coffee mug, I stare at it for a while, examining it with careful eyes. “Please God! Let it be perfect for this once only.” I mumble under my breath, putting the spoon down. Maybe
Mr. Billionaire's Whimsical Secretary 22- A Hypocrite
“What do you think you are doing?” His voice is hoarse and stern when he speaks, his jaw clenching in annoyance. I take my hand off of him instantly, visibly gulping down. The anger that is radiating from him has me feeling weak and like a prey under his cold gaze. “You…”I find myself unable to say anything to finish off my sentence. With every passing second it seems like Spencer's anger doubles. I start to feel afraid. It doesn't help that almost half of the office has gathered around the ground floor to witness the scene. Suddenly, I feel self-conscious as well. What if he says something humiliating in front of all these people? Spencer doesn't wait for me to say anything. He calls the security chief to hand the man over to the police for further investigation while I stand behind him like a lifeless statue. It's not only me who is just staring like a useless bystander. Time has stopped working for everyone present here and they are also silent audiences. “I don't think I pay
Mr. Billionaire's Whimsical Secretary 21- The Delivery Man
“If it isn't the famous cookie monster!” Owen yells in happiness as soon as his eyes land on me. “The one and only.” I spare him a smug smile, gathering collective laughs from our colleagues around us. Finally, after 3 boring and loopy days, I'm back to work. Never have I ever thought that I would be so relieved to come back to work. I guess all it takes to make a person bored to death is to make them like their job. I was thinking of yanking my own hair out of my hair and counting them just for fun by the time I checked out of the hospital. “How was the hospital? Had fun?” This little remark earns him a pinch on his forearm from me. “Yeah. Received 5 star treatment.” I reply sarcastically. “But you fit the psychiatric department better.” I elbow his stomach, making him groan from the sudden attack. This idiot went to visit me in the hospital and refused to leave my side. He was being so clingy that my mother almost decided that he is the rich boyfriend my sister was talking abo
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