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When it came to assistants, he had a whole closet full of them.
There was Alice, quite sweet.
Bethany, strong-headed.
Catherine, ever the little devil.
Then Danielle, and Effie.
Francy, and Gweniveive. Hallie, and Isla. Jewel, and Kaylie. Layla, and finally; there was Mercy.
No doubt, his favorite above all the assistants that he had had.
She was kind, intelligent, beautiful.
The most wonderful, the most precious.
Everything he could ever want in a personal assistant.
And now, after many irritable pangs of regret, he was finding her replacement.
A young woman in her late twenties sat across from him in his office.
Her hair blonde, and very fine, her lips crimson, and her eyes blue.
"And what's your name?" The young billionaire inquired absently, as he fiddled with an old desk toy.
"Martha," The shy intern replied, cheeks flushed.
"Well, Martha," Lex smiled up at her deviously, his full attention acquired. "You're hired."