Seductive Secretary

Chapter four

Maxwell's Pov

"Grandma, this is my boss, Mr. Maxwell

Gates. The CEO of Gates's Company."

Dorathy told her grandma.

"Good evening ma'am." I humbly greeted

"Evening, Mr Maxwell."

"I'm sorry Dorathy came home late, she

was overwhelmed by the duties assigned

to her, being her first day at work she had

to put things in place.

"No problem, please come in." Grandma

said with a smile.

I am wanted to decline the invitation

because I had to go home early for the

sake of my daughter, Gabrielle. But I

couldn't reject the invite of an elderly

woman.

I witnessed an heartwarming display of

affection, as Dorathy hugged her

Grandma, her eyes were filled with

genuine joy.

I was curious and I observed from w

distance, wondering the authentic

connection between Dorathy and her

Grandma. I had not seen such love

because I wasn't raised in that manner.

My parents barely had time for me and

there was no attachment between us. The

Grandma was not only kind to Dorathy but

to me also. As I was looking at them, the

two shared laughter and stories, and

Grandma's eyes were filled with pride as

she talked about Dorathy's achievements.

"Dorathy,I remember when you were sick

during your last exams in college."

Grandma said.

"Yes, it was such a terrific experience, I

still had to read in that condition." Dorathy

responded.

"You still passed the exam, welldone my

baby." Grandma said with a smile.

"Grandma, I'm not a baby please, stop

embarrassing me in the presence of my

Boss." Dorathy said looking at my face

"Aren't you a baby?" I asked jokingly

"I'm a full grown lady sir." Dorathy said to

me as we all laughed.

When dinner time approached, Dorathy

insisted on preparing a meal for her

grandmother and I, The aroma of the

food passed through the house, causing

an atmosphere that I found unexpectedly

comforting. I saw Dorathy's caring and

romantic side, I couldn't control my

emotions as I started admiring Dorathy

and I realized that there's more to her

than being just my personal assistant.

Later that evening, I drove off in my car,

reflecting on the day's observations.

Dorathy's dedication to her family and the

obvious bond with her grandmother left a

lasting impression. I found myself wanting

to learn more about Dorathy's

background, the stories that built her, and

the trainings that guided her.

I finally got home and my daughter had

been waiting for me. "Good evening Dad."

Gabrielle said to me.

"How are you dear?" I said with a smile

"Dad, where have you been? Gabrielle

asked me as I diverted the question and

waved her off.

It was morning already and I

bathed,dressed and left for work. I

decided to take a break from the walls of

the office and conduct a meeting at a

cafe. I told Dorathy to prepare and follow

me as my secretary.

"Dorathy, get ready in few minutes,

We are going for a meeting at a cafe with

the clients that brought their proposal to

us yesterday." I said.

"Okay sir, thanks for yesterday sir." She

thanked me.

"It's fine, thank you and my regards to

your grandma for her kind reception."

We finally went to the venue which the

meeting was fixed. The atmosphere was

cool, and the outdoor seating area

provided a good place for talking about

business matters in a more casual

environment.

Dorathy, as always, was elegantly

dressed in professional attire, she was

ready to start discussing with the clients

that I had invited. As they settled into their

seats, the conversation flowed

effortlessly, However, I couldn't help but

notice a young man looking at Dorathy.

I had to comport myself in a professional

manner, As I continued the discussion

with my clients, I was observing the

person walking towards Dorathy.

The young man, Looked confident and he

was ready to start a conversation with

her.

Uknowingly to Dorathy, My friendly

composure in the meeting started to

flunctuate as I silently monitored the

rapour between her and the stranger.

I became jealous, though I tried to discard

the irrational feeling, I thought I was being

protective as her boss instead of me

acknowledging my personal sentiments.

As the stranger continued talking deeper

with Dorathy, I excused myself under the

pretence of taking a phone call.

Meanwhile, I turned discreetly towards

the table where Dorathy was seated.

Desperate to assess the situation.

The jealousy I was feeling became

obvious in my facial expressions.

"Oh, Dorathy, here you are" I interrupted,

"Hope everything is going well with our

guests." My voice sounded possessive

which surprised even me.

Dorathy, caught unaware by her boss's

sudden appearance, smiled.

"Yes, Mr. Maxwell, We were just talking

about some project details."

The stranger, noticed the shift in

communication, excused himself, leaving

Dorathy and I alone once more. I went

back to my seat and as we resumed the

meeting, there was tension in the air.

Throughout the remainder of the

afternoon, I found it difficult to discard the

jealousy that had manifested. However, I

remained composed in the meeting. I was

adamant to admit such feelings to myself,

let alone to Dorathy, my new secretary.

As we finished the meeting and left the

cafe, I stylishly led Dorathy away from the

presence of the stranger. Regardless of

my trials to hide my jealousy, I couldn't

stop looking at the direction of the young

man with a possessive glance.

"Dorathy, pack your stuffs and let's go." I

said to her.

"Alright sir." She responded as she

packed the files on her table and put them

in her bag.

As they parted ways, the tension was in

the air. I was battling with emotions that I

never expected, I found himself thinking

on the thin lines between professionalism

and personal sentiments.

I slowly realized that the feeling might be

more than a protective boss, leaving me

with an awareness of the complications

that can arise when professionalism and

personal feelings set in.