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The Secretary

The Secretary

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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Tue, Sep 8, 2015
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Romance
Lily Jones. Secretary for Tyler Jones of Jones International. She works then she goes home. Drinks some wine, eats some dinner and then watches pointless television programmes until going to sleep, only to wake up the next morning to do it all over again. With no friends or family in the city, her social life is somewhat non-existent. That’s it. That is her life. The only thing somewhat interesting is her work. Her boss. Her gorgeous, smart, sarcastic, arse of a boss. Of course, he is just her boss and nothing more but every time she has a minute to just look at him, she can’t help but wonder what it would be like to have a life where being loved and being important to somebody is everyday life and not a fantasy. But, he is just her boss...and nothing more. Tyler Jones. Owner of Jones International. Hard-working, smart, and very gorgeous. At high school, he was your typical player that had girls left, right and centre. None worth his time, just to make him feel good when he was down. The usual school boy who didn’t care much for anything. But when he left school, he felt that life had only just begun for him, he was now the owner of his grandfathers company and he was loving it. His popularity was quickly rising from everyone in school knowing his name to the majority of the country knowing his name. He loves what he does and he couldn’t be more happy. Or so he thought. The cute, shy, leggy brunette walked into his office for the first time and he couldn’t take his eyes of her, he had already decided he was in love with her and he was right. But nothing happened. She didn’t even acknowledge the fact that every time she walked within a close proximity of him, he would have to take deep breaths for the next 5 minutes before he could gain control of himself again. She has no idea. But she will.
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