All Chapters of DEVIN: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

“Ms. Green,” I looked up from my computer immediately after hearing Mr. Mávros’, my boss’ voice. He didn’t even wait for my response because before I could speak, “I need the Milan files at seven a.m. tomorrow.” Mr. Devin Carlo Mávros, also known as the Devil, has been my boss for three years, and as his P.A., I knew better than to make reasons with him, but not tonight. I have a date. “Those papers are due next Friday.” As soon as I saw the crease forming on his forehead, I stood up and explained my stand further. “The marketing department hasn’t given me their reports, Sir.” I took my black notepad and checked what day it was, although I knew it precisely. It’s Friday, and the meeting for the proposed Milan hotel happened only last Monday. It’ll take up to two weeks to finish a feasibility study with a complete team, give or take. I can finish it alone in t

It must’ve looked like I had tummy problems for Mr. Mávros’ lips to twitch. “Thank you, Sir,” I lowered my head, gazing at the tip of my black shoes. When Mr. Mávros didn’t speak, I looked up again and saw him already browsing his phone. So much for paying attention to me. Dream on Green. Why would he even care to spare you a second glance? Your boyfriend dumped you on your anniversary! “Is there anything else, Ms. Green?” he muttered after a few moments. I didn’t realize that I was zoning out. “No, Sir, I- I’ll-I better go. Have a nice day, Sir.” I spun on my heels, knowing well that my cheeks were in flames from embarrassment. I let out a deep breath as soon as the door ki

~Devin~ The replacement disappeared like a bubble popping out of thin air, and I am left alone with my thoughts. She left? She fucking left? I fired her more than once, and this is the first time she actually followed my orders. Whenever she makes a mistake, I always fire her, but the next day, when I see my coffee waiting for me at my desk, my anger fades and we start over like we used to. Not that we actually talked about any of it, it was just a mutual understanding. I dialed Ms. Green’s personal number, but she wasn’t picking up her phone. “Fuck!” I cursed loudly. What am I doing? Chasing after that bratty P.A.? Thousands of people around New York want her position and she just left?

~Ren~‘’So you’re going back to Manhattan?’’ Cali asked. My half-sister looks a lot like Mr. Reed, blond, emerald eyes, creamy ski

~Ren~‘’Ms. Green’’ Mr. Carter spoke to me as I cleared out all the used paper cups and mugs for the meeting. Everyone started exiting the conference room now.