All Chapters of Millionaire's Hot Secretary: Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

Hames was in the bathroom while I was done dressing. I wondered how long he was going to spend. I wore my heart-shaped earrings then a feather boa over my shoulders, whether or not it matched my not-so-revealing dress.  I admired my hot self in the mirror for a while before deciding to take a couple of photos I was going to post on my social media accounts. People were asking about me and Hames but he didn't want to let the media know yet for some reasons.  I decided to take more photos without the feather boa but I was interrupted by a call from Tyler. I answered the call and placed the phone on my ear. "Hey, Tyler."  "Hi, babe." Babe? He ought not to refer to a married woman like that. "I hope you a

"Hi, Mom." I said into the phone, standing quite far away from Hames who was on the bed, to avoid disturbance since he was also on the phone with his Mom.    "Hey, sweetie. How are you? How has your day been?" She beamed.    "Really great."   "Lila and Nikita are here with me, and the phone is on loudspeaker so they have questions to ask."   "Lila and Nikita? Together without me?" I cringed and I heard them laugh from the other end of the line.    "It's not such a bad thing. We're not totally enemies." Lila said.    "Oh, we are." Nikita interrupted.   

I yawned loudly, still feeling sleepy, rolling over the bed to reach for my phone.  1:30PM?! I realized I was still in Faith's room so I screamed, "Faith!" She ran out of the bathroom, drying her hand on her skirt. "Is there any problem?" "Why didn't you wake me up?!"  "I'm so sorry for not waking you up. We both watched a lot of movies till it was past midnight and I thought you needed to sleep more." I frowned at her for a while then sighed after noticing the worry on her face. "I'm sorry for yelling at you. It's not your fault. I'll have a bath. Please bring my clothes from my hotel ro

I quickly let go of his hands, glancing everywhere else except him. My heart began to throb fast. This time, it wasn't due to Hames kissing me or touching me but because I felt my ears were playing tricks on me.  "Uh… Er…" how could I be so stupid to accept such a promise that easily? I should've known I couldn't trust Hames with something like this. Making a promise to him? I finally gained the courage to lock my eyes with his, catching his gaze of amusement.  "Are you really sweating over this? The Air conditioner is on," he touched my forehead with two of his fingers, shaking his head.  "Hames, this— I can't—your request…" I really didn't know what to say. Why was h

I re-read the message multiple times for it to sink into my head. Someone wanted to kill my Hames? Oh God.    Where on Earth was he?   I quickly called his phone.   He answered the call almost immediately. "Hello?" He sounded so tired.    "Where are you?" I scrunched my face in worry.    The sound of the door opening distracted me. "I'm right here." He said.    I ended the call and threw the phone to the bed, sprinted to him, pulled him in then locked the door.    "We have to leave immediately." &nbs