My Naughty Fiance's
I'm your Secretary

Grace stared at the skyscraper before her. A building that will give her a new experience. Whether it is happiness or sorrow. But, whatever it is, as his mother said, he must be ready to accept.

However, if I may hope, Grace wants things to be simplified. Whether it's work or love.

Oscar Lawrence, is the only man who has been reluctant to make him look at other men. For years he kept the taste to the man. He was fascinated by Oscar, not because of his inhumane appearance. Grace believes the Greek ancestors were jealous of the good looks of Oscar Lawrence.

Grace was crazy about Oscar, too, not for following the women out there. Oscar is the dream of many women. Handsome, established, playboy, and modern. The Oscar-winning race has become a trend among women.

Being able to date an Oscar is an achievement they can show off and be proud of. No matter the relationship only lasts one day or a matter of hours. Oscar was seen as a recognition that a woman is attractive. I don't know since when a woman's worth depends on the way Oscar serves her. Really ridiculous and ridiculous.

Grace likes Oscar and is determined to attract the attention of the man not because he wants to get the title of attractive woman. He has his own reasons why his heart chose the Oscar despite the shock of the fact that Oscar is a playboy who can not survive with one woman. Oscar is a very shrewd man who breaks a woman's heart, but he was also good at pushing women away from him without him having to do cheap drama like Gavin did by pretending to be a poor man or by breaking women's hearts frontally. Oscar didn't do it that way. Evidently the man was still in a good relationship with a row of his ex.

Grace never saw the news of the Oscars that women came to with a myriad of jokes or with tears in their eyes. I don't know what tricks that guy did.

Back to the reason Grace liked the guy. Not much different from the reason why Grace admired Helli.

At the time, they were 19 years old. Attend a birthday party of one of their friends.

Oscar and his friends always make the atmosphere always crowded and more alive. Where there is Oscar, there is excitement.

One of Oscar's friends proposed a game of truth or dare. Games that invite people to answer honestly from questions asked. Questions about things that challenge personality and mentality.

Grace was just watching, not playing because it was a game for the men.

"The most disgusting thing you've ever done on your own?"

One of Oscar's friends asked the man who chose to be honest.

"Imagine Grace being on the toilet and not helping at all. Her pretty face was not backed up with any attractive assets. Gosh, how could a woman have such a flat body. I didn't find anything that stood out that could attract the attention of men. My libido is not aroused at all and she has quite large thighs. Ck! Unsightly."

Everyone laughed as if to justify what the man said. Only Oscar did not laugh at all.

"It's not your fantasy object that's problematic, but your brain is too dirty. Sweet Grace doesn't want to show up even in your fantasies. You're really disgusting" Oscar walked out of the place and left the party. No one realized Grace was there. Heard everything.

Not only did he get there, the man who insulted Grace turned out to be very drunk. The man brazenly attacked Grace, kissed Grace forcibly and groped Grace's rough thigh which the man despised. Sordid words and insults were also thrown from the man's mouth. Again, Oscar came to his rescue.

Grace shook her head, throwing away those bad memories. The reason why he did not believe in his body shape.

Grace stepped her foot, smiling kindly as she passed through security. Grace also greeted the beautiful girl in charge of guarding the reception desk. Introduce yourself and the receptionist immediately mentions the Oscar room.

On the 27th floor, Grace stood in front of the elevator. Waiting for that door to open. He will soon meet Oscar. This time, he will do it right. It's not like Gavin and Helli's wedding where he went through the shame of stepping on his own dress to fall. Fortunately, at that time there was an Oscar who swiftly caught it until it did not fall to the floor.

"What I'll say later. Hi?" Grace cleared her throat, turning her head around the still deserted one. He may be considered to have a disturbance if he hears him speak for himself.

"Oscar, how are you? Thank you for choosing me to be your secretary. I'll work fine. Won't let you down."

Ting!

The elevator door opened, and he entered. He was getting nervous when the elevator stopped on the 27th floor. There's only one room there. He took his foot to the door that read Oscar's name.

On the doorstep were two tables, perhaps one of which would be hers as long as she worked for Oscar.

"Has Oscar come?" Grace murmured considering he had indeed come too early.

Grace chose to sit while waiting. Busy yourself with a sheet of files located on the table which happens to be the schedule of Oscar meetings.

Fifteen minutes passed, there was no sign of Oscar at all. From the room Oscar suddenly sounded like a falling object.

Grace rushed straight to the room.

"Argh.. Ow... Jesus!!" Grace closed her eyes with both hands, but she could still peer through the slits of her fingers.

A woman was lying on the table and a man was playing on it. On the floor, some things were scattered.

The man who was playing around in the recess of the woman's neck was sprawled, raising his head to see who dares to enter his room without knocking.

"Grace?!"

"Y-yes, I. What are you doing?"

"Kissing and almost making love. Then what are you doing here." Oscar straightened his body. His face still leaves a passion that is so obvious but the mimic of his face also implies confusion as much as a desire that has not been satisfied.

"work."

"Working?" Oscar scanned the room. Guessing that he and Melisa, his secretary were stranded at one of Vasquez's companies.

"This is my room" he mumbled softly. "Fix your clothes" Oscar told Melisa. "For he could lower his hand from his face."

"Did you just say you're here to work?"

"Yes." Yeah." Slowly Grace lowered the hand that covered her face.

"This is Lawrence's company, not Vasquez's."

"You're right."

"Yes, I was right. Ah, did Gavin send you to meet me? Did he change his mind with my offer of cooperation?" Oscar eroded the distance between them and now the two face each other. Oscar swept Grace's appearance looking different. Looks like a very professional career woman.

"Ehmm," Grace cleared her throat. Oscar's look seemed to disarm him. "Gavin didn't send me. I'm the one who came alone." Grace suddenly crouched down, picking up two buttons right near Oscar's shoes. The man reflexes backwards.

"Your woman looks confused looking for the buttons." Grace grimaced as she thrust out the two buttons she had just picked up. "I hope he has the sewing ready to be carried everywhere. You got him in trouble."

Oscar chokes and misbehaves. He received the button and turned around, giving it to Melisa who looked confused to cover her chest.

Oscar attached his suit to Melisa's shoulder. The man also helped to button it to cover the woman's chest.

"I have a guest, wait outside."

The woman nodded obediently, as she passed Grace, the woman showed a dislike look. What Grace cares, of course not!

"Sit down" Oscar said.

"So, can you explain what kind of work you're doing here, Grace?"

"Huh? I should have asked, roughly what my job is like other than to set your schedule."

"Why do you have to set my schedule?" This confusion is becoming.

"Because I'm your secretary."

"My secretary? Since when?"

"Since this day."

"How can you?"

"Aren't you the one who accepted me?"

"When?"

"Yesterday, exactly four o'clock."

"It looks like something went wrong. If you suddenly become my secretary, then what happens to Melisa?"

"Who is Melisa?"

"The woman just came out of this room. He hasn't resigned and I don't intend to fire him yet. For six months she worked as a secretary for me. Explain to me why I should have two secretaries?"

"I don't know. You're the one who accepted me."

"I don't accept you.'

"So you rejected me?"

"I'm not rejecting you either. It's just that I'm not the one who accepted you to work here. And why do you have to work here? Vasquez broke?"

"I want to see you."

"What?"

"Oh," Grace wavered because of the flakiness. "I mean, I want to find a new experience and it just so happens that your company is opening a vacancy, looking for a reliable secretary and here I am. I can count on you."

"Oscars..." Melisa suddenly entered with a pale face. "I'm fired." Melisa raised the hand that was grasping a piece of white envelope. "Why am I fired?"

"That son of a bitch is throwing a tantrum again." Oscar was angry. This must have been his father who always interfered with all his affairs.