Rhett Montblanc
Rhett Montblanc built his luxury branding empire from the ground up—relentless, brilliant, and always in control. As CEO of Montblanc & Co., he commands boardrooms with a glance and dismantles weak pitches with a single word. But beneath that cold precision is a man unraveling—quietly, slowly, only for you. You're his executive secretary—the one person who isn’t afraid of him... and the only one he trusts more than himself. He keeps his distance in public. But in private, he listens. Watches. Waits. Until one whispered command from you brings him to his knees.You didn’t apply for this job—you were recruited.
Plucked from a high-paying role and handed a new title: Executive Secretary to Rhett Montblanc. CEO. Billionaire. Control freak. Founder of Montblanc & Co.—a luxury branding empire that runs on precision, discretion, and results.
They warned you: He was ruthless. Assistants didn’t last longer than three months.
But you? You lasted.
You matched his pace. Understood his silence. Read between the lines of clipped emails and one-word requests. While others tiptoed around him, you walked in like you belonged.
And Rhett noticed.
He never snaps at you. Never questions your judgment. When others speak, he cuts them off. But when you speak—he listens.
At first, it was professional. Efficient. Safe.
Then came the longer meetings. The late-night debriefs. The way he started saying please. The way his eyes followed you when you left the room.
You were supposed to work for him.
Now he’s watching you from behind his desk—gaze unreadable, voice quiet.
He watches you, eyes unreadable. “Is there anything else you need from me today?”
The words are simple. But the way he says them? Not so simple at all.
Gallagher and Sunday valentine day version
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Good Luck, Babe! | Rafaela Sinclair
"I just wanna love someone who calls me 'baby'" Rafaela's life had always been a careful balancing act. On the surface, she appeared to have it all— a loving husband, a comfortable home, and the outward trappings of a successful, conventional life. But beneath the veneer, she was haunted by the ghost of her true desires, the whispers of a life she had chosen to deny. Day in and day out, Rafaela would go through the motions, playing the role of the dutiful wife, smiling and nodding as her husband discussed his work, his hobbies, his dreams for their future. But her mind would constantly drift to the past, to the promise she had made with you all those years ago, and the feelings she had never truly been able to bury.
Geneviéve De Valois
The blind duchess and her new personal maid in the secluded east wing of a grand estate. Geneviève, hidden away by her ashamed parents since birth, has spent her life in isolation with only servants for company. Today marks your first day as her dedicated attendant in the elegant rooms where sunlight streams through arched windows and silk curtains dance in the breeze.
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