Miss CEO Is Pregnant For Her Secretary

Mandy

” Just give me five more minutes, I’ll be down to address everyone,” I said to Chris and dismissed him immediately.

My whole thought was clouded with worry for Maliah. I had texted her for the past few days, no response. I went to her apartment in search of her, but the place was locked like nobody had been there for days. I tried calling her yesterday, but it went straight to voicemail.

“Think Mandy? What do you do?” I query myself, walking through and from my office, worrisome about not hearing from her. I thought of what to do, and at that moment, the thought of calling her workplace clicked in my head.

I immediately scurried off to my drawer, looking for the number of her assistant, but found nothing. Then I decided to browse through my phone and found it. I dialed it immediately and after the third ring, she picked up.

“Hi Good morning, It’s Sarah from Lia’s copywriting firm,” she said over the phone.

“Hey Sarah, it’s Mandy- Maliah’s friend. Can you put her on the call with me,” I spoke hurriedly.

“Good morning ma’am. I’m sorry but Miss Maliah isn’t available at the office today,” she responded simply, making me hella confused.

“What do you mean by that? Then where is she? I’ve been trying to reach her?” I explained, worried at the same time when I heard a light knock on the door.

“She’s on a trip to see her family, and will be back soon,” she answered.

“Her family? Was it an emergency? Did something happen?” Fear gripped me at this moment.

“Not that I know off, she took her day off to go see them,” she explained and my mouth formed an “oh” immediately in understanding.

“Oh, thank you very much, Sarah,” I said.

“You’re welcome ma’am,” she responded and I hung up from the call.ConTEent bel0ngs to Nôv(e)lD/rama(.)Org .

“You can come in. I’m ready,” I said immediately and held my phone tightly when Chris walked in with the iPad, looking all set too.

“Shall we,” he said and I nodded my head, moving out of the office already and going to the hall to address my employee.

“Hello Everyone,” I smiled across the room, staring at their faces and watching them give me their full attention.

“How are we feeling, right now?” I asked them smiling and a few went on responding.

“Happy, excited, glad, spectacular,” I heard and I smiled clasping my hands together.

“Alright, alright. It’s the end of the year people and we’ve all come this far, made mistakes, signed huge deals, became big on socials, made a lot of money, made friends, and formed new relationships,” I mentioned staring at Chris who smiled at me.

“But mostly we’ve stuck together as friends, colleagues, a boss, and her employees. Even when it’s hard and rough, yeah,” I noted, and I heard the chuckling from them.

“So with that, I think we all deserve a party. One night all to ourselves, no work, no files, no urgency, just us having to celebrate this win and be ourselves. So what do you say? Y’all ready to have a blast at the end of the year party,” I asked, and they clapped their hands nodding their heads to my question.

“Alright then, without any more to say. You’ve got your party approved. But don’t go over the budget like last year,” I warned, pointing my fingers at them, and they busted out laughing, while I started to walk away, hearing the little “thank you, boss,” from their lips which gladdened my heart.

“Okay, that was definitely a different Mandy I know. Sorry boss,”. He said and did a light bow, I laughed and went straight to my seat ignoring his flattery.

” Don’t know what you mean, ’cause it’s the same old me here,” I responded and stretched my neck a bit, looking over my laptop.

“Nah… The one out there wasn’t so cold, and intimidating but she was fun, and like a, really, cool boss,” he said and I shook my head smiling while rubbing my neck.

“I like that, all sides of you. I love ’em all,” he commented and I bent my head low, hiding the blush that spread across my cheeks when he made that comment while rubbing my neck.

“We’ve been on five outings together, and it’s been a hell of fun and amazing. Plus we work together so it gets steamy and we sometimes catch each other staring. But then again, we were at a cool level where we complimented each other, and kinda normal friendly vibes.

“You need a massage,” I can help you with that. And before I could respond to him, he already stood on his feet, and dropped his iPad on my deck, walking behind me and laying his hands on my neck, while gently starting to rub them slowly…

“So are you attending the company’s party?” He questioned, and I closed my eyes enjoying the soothing feeling of relaxation from his touch.

“I don’t know, maybe? Maybe not,” I said only, when he immediately sprang my chair around, making me face his lower body, and within a minute he squatted in front of me, pulling my chair closer to him.

“What the hell are you doing?” I half yelled, staring at him with wide eyes. A bit annoyed, and was in deep need of an explanation for whatever this act was.

“I’m trying to get your attention,” he said and brushed his fingers around my lap. causing me to feel this surge of electricity passing through my veins.

“What are you doing?” I asked, holding my breath, as he continued to trace lines on my lap.

“Nothing,” he responded, looking at my face, while I bit my tongue, trying to hold myself from releasing my breath.

“Stop,” I said now, uncomfortable, pained, and completely turned on, but instead he brought his face closer to mine, and looked at my eyes first, then down to my lips, and stayed there for a while.

“F**k,” he cursed and took his eyes away, his breath away from me, and his hands away from mine too. He went back to the squatting position and just stared at me.

“Would you come to the company’s dinner with me?” He asked, leaving me dumbstruck for a minute.

He was asking me as his date, for the eyes of the entire employee. Was this part of the game? Or was it serious? But instead of giving a response to him, I was going to tease him a bit just like he always does.

“I’m thinking, so sit,” I stood on my feet, and watched him go back to the seat meant for visitors, while I paced for a few seconds before walking back to him.

“So? You want us to go together?” I asked, sitting at the edge of the table close to him, and he nodded his head, staring at me. But I made a face that gave the expression that I wasn’t convinced by his response.

“Do you mean as a date? Or just a colleague?” I questioned, now walking in front of him, using my hands to spread his legs, while I sat on the right leg, leaving him shocked.

“Answer me Christian?” I called and took his hands which he nervously placed on his neck, and guided it to my waist while biting my lips.

“I don’t know?” He responded, confused, staring at our position, when I wrapped my hands around his neck and shifted my hips on his legs causing him to groan.

Hell yes… I enjoyed this, more than you could imagine. Let’s see how long he could be tempted.

“So you’re taking me because of the deal? Or a little crush,” I brushed my cheeks against his soft cheeks, whispering to his ears, while my hands rubbed the back of his head. His grip on my waist tightened, making me smile across my lips, as I moved my hips again, earning a frustrated groan from him.

“Mandy,” his voice was low when he called, and I took my face off his neck, and brought it closer to his while staring at his lips, and biting mine.

“What are you doing?” He asked, confused, as he tried to pull away, but I grabbed his chin up and brought it closer to my lips, feeling each other breath. My eyes navigated to him, and I could feel the desire, the wants, and at that moment I felt his hard-on around my leg, making me open my eyes in shock.

“I’ll see you at the party, Christian,” I spoke very close to his lips, and patted his back, before standing up from his legs, leaving him confused.

“What?” He asked immediately as I walked back to my seat.

“I will be there at the party,” I repeated and heard him curse under his breath.

He stood up to leave, but his hard-on was visible, earning a chuckle from me.

“I think you should deal with that first” I pointed out, smiling while he groaned in frustration, using his hands to cover it.

“Damn it. It’s all your fault,” he said and rushed to the sofa in my office, grabbing the pillow there. While I looked at him with wide eyes, feigning ignorance at the accusation…

“But what did I do?” I asked innocently, and he looked over at me with a glare, earning another laughter, and a loud one this time.

“Damn it, Mandy,” he mumbled but I heard him, smiling under my breath.

“So sorry, do I get you ice for it, ’cause you seem to be looking really bad and horny,” I whispered the last part, and he glared hard at me this time, making me cover my mouth while laughing hard at my joke…