Addicted To Ceo Novels & Stories

The person's cold voice bellowed in fury. Upon seeing the tall man who had just entered, Aster froze, and her whole person was overwhelmed with panic. Didn’t her father claim that he had searched the person's history and the person was clean? How could it be this person? How could it be Ceo Jack? Ceo Jack is famously known for his bad reputation and wickedness toward women. The highest month a woman has ever spent with CEO Jack is three months. Somehow all the women that this person gets into relationships with always end up with an unfortunate end, such as suicide, accident, etc.

So Davero immediately went to Master John's place and asked him to come. With the help of Billy, who was also an expert in medicine, John was able to create a new type of medicine for Danial. A rare drug similar to CA but with greater efficacy this time and treats every damaged organ. The side effect of this drug is addiction like narcotics and also makes obesity. After taking this drug, Danial had to do several stages of special therapy to avoid all the side effects he would feel. ***

But this time there was a noticeable difference from before. Everyone's focus was clearly on Leo's side, drinking laughing, and almost all centered around him. Amelia sat in the farthest corner watching the scene with cold eyes, a touch of disdain flashing through her heart. At this moment a wine glass was handed to her. “Miss Smith, I'll drink to you,” said Alex Caden the CEO of Caden Group. She smiled slightly and raised her glass. “Okay." Alex had noticed her a long time ago. Unlike the others present, he was the only young boss who had made his fortune from scratch. He was worth tens of billions of dollars and was a rare talent in the business world.

It tasted good, I was certain it could help cure the hangover. I grabbed the TV remote from my center table. Scrolling through the channels to watch my favorite TV show, a breaking news suddenly flashed across the screen. The news that was displayed on the screen sent a wave of shock down my spine. I could feel sweat running down the back of my neck as the caption replayed over and over in my mind. It read; "CEO Gordon spotted in an intimate position with his alleged mistress!"

Just empty. I lean back in my chair and stare at the ceiling, resisting the urge to throw something. I used to think I’d stop craving her approval once I got the CEO title. But I was wrong. The craving doesn’t stop—it just gets buried deeper, disguised by paychecks and press releases and quarterly wins that never feel like enough. I rub a hand across my mouth, forcing the tension from my jaw.

How long would it take me to figure it out and fix everything? As the priest droned on with words that felt like background noise, I couldn’t tear my eyes away from my gorgeous husband. I’d always had a thing for beautiful things—hot guys included. I’d never seen Gabe Clifford in a single photo online. I knew he was the CEO of the world’s biggest pharmaceutical company, but I pictured CEOs as old, ugly, and bald. Not this relatively young, intriguing man. “The rings…”

I looked up again, feeling a wave of despair that was colder than any anger. Dmitri finally looked up, sensing my shift in attention. He didn't ask a question. He simply met my gaze, his eyes dark and questioning. "The CEO," I said quietly, answering the question he hadn't asked. "His need for social validation through his daughter's education is disproportionate to his actual wealth. The weakness isn't the cost; it's the vanity." Dmitri’s eyes narrowed slightly, a subtle sign of approval. "And the solution, Leo?"

THREE YEARS LATER “Who’s Theodore bringing tonight?” one of them asked, her voice sweet enough to draw everyone’s attention. Such a high class hypocrite. The event floor murmured with low conversations and delicate clinking of glasses, the only kind of music you could hear from a room filled with money-filled men and swollen egos. Vincent Winston, head of the Winston Empire stood in the center of it all, his presence commanding more respect than anyone else. But now he was in the middle of being pried on by them.

“Let them. I want the whole city to know the CEO of Novaré is mine.” “Possessive.” “Accurate. Your turn.” “You are mine too. The guy who left a dynasty for a kitchen counter startup. Insane.” “Best insanity. Your lips are cold.” “Warm them up.” “Like this?” “Deeper. Yeah… do not stop.” “Never. Micah?” “Still listening.” “I am done building empires without you.” “Good. Because the next one has your name on every floor.” “Top floor office with a couch?”

“𝗪𝗵𝗮𝘁?” “𝗖𝗼𝗻𝗴𝗿𝗮𝘁𝘂𝗹𝗮𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻𝘀. 𝗔 𝗻𝗲𝘄 𝗰𝗼𝗺𝗽𝗮𝗻𝘆 𝘄𝗮𝗻𝘁𝘀 𝘁𝗼 𝗵𝗶𝗿𝗲 𝘆𝗼𝘂. 𝗔𝗻𝗱 𝗻𝗼𝘁 𝗷𝘂𝘀𝘁 𝗮𝗻𝘆 𝗰𝗼𝗺𝗽𝗮𝗻𝘆—𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗖𝗘𝗢 𝗵𝗶𝗺𝘀𝗲𝗹𝗳 𝗺𝗮𝗱𝗲 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗿𝗲𝗾𝘂𝗲𝘀𝘁.”