A Regretful Party With The Ceo Novels & Stories

But maybe they're right, I might have overdone some things. "Ooh!! Let's party! Another deal is closed!! Can you believe that! This is so amazing!!" I am now in a club enjoying a night that my secretary made available for me to relax. Just so that I can attend work in the morning with an awful hangover. But its mostly the nights that I don't regret. "Isn't she the CEO of that company named Galiviosa?" "She's so hot." "I know right? Want a taste?"

I tossed the empty piece of metal into her wet lap. "You wanted real family warmth, Beatrice?" I whispered, my voice dripping with lethal amusement. "Consider this your traditional Thanksgiving mercy." The entire room stared at me in absolute, paralyzing horror. The corporate illusion was completely gone. The internet, the live-stream, the viral hashtags—none of it mattered anymore. They finally remembered that beneath the executive title, I was still the Don. I didn't even blink. I stepped over the shattered glass, walked straight through the cleared path, and left them frozen in the quiet terror of their own making.

When he graduates, he’ll come back for us. Five years. I wasted five whole years living in a canopy of absolute denial, breaking my body to pieces just to keep our daughter alive. Until today. I looked down at the stained, oversized waitress uniform I was currently wearing, the fabric scratching against my pale skin. The grand ballroom of the Zenith Empire Headquarters was dazzling, packed to the brim with the city’s most powerful billionaires, politicians, and socialites. The air smelled of five-hundred-dollar champagne and expensive perfume. I was only here because Catherine had developed a severe, racking cough over the weekend.

Felice started, sounding excited, "So tell me, how has it been? I mean with William." "Well, nothing exciting. Just total boredom and awkwardness." As she spoke, Felice went to the kitchen to get a couple of snacks for them. "So guess what? The Bentleys plan to throw an official CEO celebration party for their son William. Unfortunately, I was invited." "Oh my gosh!" Felice immediately burst into laughter. "Are you kidding me? Why, unfortunately? It won't be as bad as you think, trust me." She giggled. "Yeah right, the thought of it makes me want to puke." She scoffed.

A grin grew on his face and he bowed before leaving me to go back to my melancholic sef. I stared at my reflection of the person in the mirror. "What happened to Jennifer cannot happen to Celeste. You cannot make the same mistake twice." I sighed, walked out of the dressing room and into the party that was already going on without me. If there was one thing Ryan knew how to do, it was throwing parties. Delegates and children of the highly esteemed showed up in the most beautiful regalia, and I instantly knew that the party would be talked about for weeks. But that didn't concern me. If I could take Celeste with me and get out of the party without any repercussions, I would not waste a second

Her decision will always be based on his. "As far as I could remember, the CEO never joined this event. That's why Chief Ng didn't attend this kind of event. But maybe, the CEO could make an exception and allow you to join. You've been a busy bee since you came." The other secretary said, the one who was the kindest to her.

I'd give her that. I met some of the CEOs of the most noticeable businesses in Europe. This party was quite exclusive, which made it even more interesting to attend every year and find out who made it to the guest list. After several hours of business and small talks, and several attempts of getting hold of Irene, the party came to an end and my anxiety doubled ten folds. I was in the elevator, heading downstairs to the car, when Megan stepped inside with me as I texted Irene again. "You've been checking your phone the entire night," she said with disinterest in her tone, "who are you texting?"

, Diego said with a brief bitter chuckle. Still, the board members remained silent, each one confused on what to say to the devastated Diego. “I guess this meeting has come to an end. I'm no more the CEO, so that means no more emergency board meetings for me”, Diego said with a bitter smile. Then he turned to Rachel Patel, his lips curled in mockery, “Congratulations. I'm so proud of you”. And with that, Diego gathered his belongings, his mind reeling from the board's cruel judgment. With one final contemptuous glance at the directors, he grabbed his suitcase and stormed out of the conference room, his face contorted in a stiff scowl.

I quashed it immediately. I must not let him hurt me again. And who did he think he was, hosting a party in my honor after all that he had done to me? I must not let him get the erroneous message that he can gain access to me again. I went home and called Adam, “My company’s hosting a party on Saturday,” I told him, “Care to join me?”

George is standing right next to me and he Whispers, "I don't like the way that guy looks at you." But I like the way he looks at me. "Thank you all for coming," he starts. "You may all sit." But there aren't enough chairs. The ones standing at the back don't get space. CJ heads straight to the point. "I'm throwing a party tonight. It will be here, at the company. We are celebrating twenty years of this company giving services with diligence to the world. You are all invited." ^^^^^^ Zara couldn't make it to the party tonight.