Tony Lawson was known as a millionaire playboy of the Lawson family. Yet, he's stuck in the office with piles of documents on her table and doesn't have time to mess around. When he arrive at his penthouse just around the city, he didn't have the energy to remove his socks. He just removed all of his clothes except for the inner garment.

He slump on the bed and starts snoring after some minutes. If he had a wife—she would probably have complained of him always getting home late and not having time for her. But he's single and always ready to mingle. When was the last time he slept with a woman?

He woke up from a call and he crawl on the bed to get his phone. He answer it groggily.

"Hello?" he mutter in hoarse voice.

"Tony, what happened to the facility for our launching?" It was his boss—his cousin.

"What launching?" he mutter. His brain was still half asleep.

"It's already nine get up now." Gabriel demanded. Tony sat up and glance at the clock then he started cursing. He place it on the speaker as he run to the bathroom and almost slipped from the floor because of his socks.

"Shit! Shit!"

"Don't shit while you are talking to me. I need you here in thirty minutes."

"Okay!" he turn on the shower and scream at the cold water. Then he adjust it and started scrubbing the soap on his body.

It took him ten minutes to put his suit on. He just threw his laundry around and then took his phone which is the most important thing and change his wrist watch. He spray his perfume and then left his penthouse after locking it.

He drove to the company building and check the time. Just ten minutes to go before thirty minutes ends. He pass by the waiting room where Gabriel's assistant is orienting the applicant. He stopped and stand beside Myrna.

"You," he pointed at the woman in black hair, with big glasses. He had recognize her so, there's no point screening for the last time. "Bring me coffee and my breakfast in my office."

"Me?" The woman in glasses asked still baffled.

"Yes. Chop-chop." He mutters to Myrna as he give his credit card to her so she could buy his breakfast.

Soon, he arrive before the time. He sat down and exhales.

"What's up?" He asked Gabriel casually. Gabriel toss the folder in front of him. He pick it up and started flipping the papers. He frowns. This isn't exactly what he demanded for the launching.

"Someone must be playing with us. I can give you the soft copy of the documents I prepared."

"Never mind about that. Just continue your job and I'll handle the launching myself."

"So much to make a wife happy." He mutter. He sighed. Gabriel was known as a doting husband. Though he was a playboy and have slept with different women, he gave them enough and spoil them a little but not to this extent. He would do that to someone he loved.

"If my wife is happy, then that only means that I am living a happy life." Gabriel said.

"Woah, here you are… being all lovey dovey though you are apart from her. I still remember how you whined about the arrange marriage that your parents make for you." Tony teased. "Doesn't she really talk at all? Not even when you guys—do it in bed?" He asked curiously.

Gabriel was only calm and just glance at him. He didn't give him a satisfactory answer and just thought of something that would really make his wife happy during the launching. No diamonds could make her happy. She can afford one but he wants to shower her with diamonds.

Tony snapped his fingers in front of Gabriel.

"Bro, your mind is elsewhere."

"How else do we men make our woman happy?"

"Happy wife—happy life. I heard that somewhere… isn't sister in law satisfied with you?" Gabriel shot him a glare. "Why are you asking?"

"Sabrina is happy, but I want to make her happier…"

"Aren't you good at sex?" Tony asked straightforwardly. He sigh. "Give her a massage or something. And I am sure you already pamper her enough."

"For me—it was never enough. But since you suggest massage—she might like it."

"Okay—don't give me the details." Tony look down at the documents again. "Am I excused now?" Gabriel wave him off.

He went to his office and as he enters, he smells famishing foods and a new brewed coffee. He look at the direction of his small dining table and find the new secretary fixing the table full of foods.

"That smell is famishing." He stopped from striding toward the table and frown seeing the feast. "Why is there lot of food by the way?"

"It's breakfast." She said a little quizzical.

"So—how do I finish this?" It's a lot of food good for six people.

"I don't know. You requested me to buy you breakfast and here it is." She said casually like she wasn't talking to the boss.

"Then, join me." He said and sat down by the table with a plate ready in front of him.

"I already have my breakfast, Sir. Please enjoy your meal. Bon appetite." She nodded and adjust her eyeglasses. Last time he check, she doesn't wear eyeglasses. Was it a disguise?

He study her from head to toe. She has an hour glass shape. She isn't fat and she isn't thin. In fact she has an athletic body. She's tall and she could be a model. She's wearing a carnation long sleeve blouse and black pencil skirt that is two inches above her knee. The black shoes she's wearing has three inches heels.

"What's your name?"

"I'm Veronica Masen."

"And you apply to be my secretary?"

"Yes."

"What for?"

"Experience." He nodded and sipped on the water.

"You are just here for an experience?" He asked disappointed.

"Yes. I won't lie about that. I just didn't know you would hire me immediately after seeing me." He was surprised and amused at her bluntness. He smile seductively. "Probably you thought I am that kind of secretary that would seduce you and satisfy you, right Mr. Lawson?" She sneer a little.

He laugh aloud and lean on his chair.

"I was thinking of seducing you first. But since you already said it yourself, I won't bother seducing you for a while. I also like how you foresee things accurately. That skills is highly needed in this office. You start now, if I am impress with you I'll double your salary…"

"There's no need to double my salary, I just want to leave as soon as office hours is done."

"Sorry, but didn't you know that my hired assistant has to work over time every day until you aren't needed?"

She exhales and rolled her eyes.

"Damn it." She mutter. Woah, now this amuses him. How could a professional secretary act like that? "Okay, noted." She smile in a businesslike manner. "But after busy days—I can take a leave?"

"As long as it isn't on those busy days." He said. "I'll give you big benefits, only if you show your skills to me that is highly required."

"Got it. Then it's deal."

"Are You sure you don't want to help me with these?"

"Nope. Breakfast is the most important meal. So, sir enjoy your breakfast and I'll leave so I can get things ready for today." She smile in a charming way. He nodded and watch her leave.

She looks too natural.