Bad Company Ruins Good Morals Novels & Stories

“Our secret, filthy little fucktoy. Sarah will never know how thoroughly her best friend got destroyed by her daddy and his friend.” I smiled weakly through the cum on my face, completely addicted. This was only the beginning of my primal ruin.

And speech was a minefield where the wrong word could trigger explosions whose damage might not be immediately visible but would be no less devastating. I could feel the weight of their gazes, assessing, studying. Men in custom suits worth more than most cars, women draped in jewels that could purchase small buildings. But it wasn't their wealth that made them dangerous—it was what they had done to acquire it, what they would do to maintain it. The casual cruelty in some eyes, the calculated emptiness in others. These were people who had long ago decided that conventional morality was a constraint they need not accept, and that the worth of others was measured solely by their usefulness. I w

If I decided to leave it in tact, the first thing to go would be the name, I wouldn’t leave that man’s name attached to any aspect of the business. The Corporation was a major producer of medical equipment, they actually made a quality product but had a horrible marketing department, if the right people were brought in, i may decide to keep the company together. As I studied through the papers over the next several days, I discovered David had embezzled millions of dollars, and that was one of the reasons the company was in such a weak state, I would leave the legal department to look further into it, wouldn’t mind if the man ended up in prison, it would just be icing on the cake.

That's what makes me itch to go to them to witness them playing around. I hurried to end this meeting as soon as possible with an unreasonable solution. A solution that I know Cassandra will never accept but it is the last thing I’m about now cause I’m gonna convince her into it. As soon as the meeting ended I spun on my heels and dashed out of the meeting room with my brother to go see Cassandra and Ava. Luckily I reached my office door in no time as we were having the meeting on the 127th floor and my office is on the 128th floor and yes you guys are right, it’s the same as Shanghai Tower. You know I can afford this shit as bitches I’m the richest CEO WITH A FUCKING SHITTY REPUTATION. Don’

Stolen by the man he had trusted all along. His blood raced, his body weakened. He collapsed into his chair. “No… this cannot be…” Morgan truly had nothing left. --- Day turned into night, and still Morgan sat alone in his darkened office. The building once alive with activity now stood silent, reflecting his ruin. His phone rang, but he could not bring himself to answer. Threatening messages from investors kept flooding in, while the media wrote stories of— “The downfall of Morgan Alexander, the arrogant businessman finally undone by his scandal.”

“Would I really fall in love with someone evil? Would my family not see you for who you really are? You know my grandfather is as blunt as you can get. And my cousin Argo saw right through Jace. So if you’re bad, wouldn’t they see it?” Emmy seemed to think about my words, “but I did horrible things.” “If someone points a gun at you and threatens to shoot you, I honestly don’t know what I would do to save you. I would love to say I would still hold on to my morals, but I really don’t think there’s anything I wouldn’t do to keep you safe. Does that make me a bad person?” “No, you would want to save me. That wouldn’t make you bad.” Emmy replied immediately.

Watching the guy she loved humiliate her like that shattered whatever sanity she had left. I heard she completely lost it. She locked herself in her room every day, screaming that she was the top scorer. Anyone who got close, she bit. Jevan Corp was already getting boycotted because of the scandal. Once the cash flow collapsed, the company went bankrupt. I heard my parents sold the mansion and luxury cars while drowning in debt worth tens of millions. They ended up crammed into some dark, damp basement apartment with a completely unhinged Yvette. I heard my dad got his leg broken running from debt collectors. My mom dug through grocery store dumpsters every day while people stared and whispe

“So, what happens now?” Amelia asked. “Alex and I decided to give her a chance to make amends to us since we know how ruthless our father was. But as soon as she mentions anything about money, she is out. We still can’t trust her fully.” Nate said. “I understand completely,” Amelia nodded. “I am sorry you’ve been through so much, Nate,” she said and stroked his arm gently. “Me? You almost died. I would think you had it worse,” he said.

why not? I wrote yes on the note and passed it back to her. Gotta love me some desperate bitches. After school, I hopped in my truck and headed over to Corinne's house, which was just a few blocks away. Her dad was some type of businessman, so she was one of the rich bitches I hated so much. But since she gave me sexual pleasures, I was able to look over the fact. I was about to ring the doorbell, but then I heard a familiar voice across the street and looked in that direction. I stopped in my track when I spotted Lily standing by the mailbox, talking to an older lady. I couldn't hear what they were saying, but I saw her smiling and laughing. My heart slightly twitched when I saw her eyes li

“I’ve turned down their propositions over and over again. They get pissed off and then continue to try. They want to try to become as big as me but they can’t do it themselves.” “Why don’t you like them?” I asked. “Because they lack morals like a certain someone we know. I’m not sure why, maybe it’s the demeanor I have or the fact I was successful so young but people like to pitch unethical ideas to me. Then they get disappointed when I refuse to do business and take away any support they had from my company.” He answered. “I’ve made companies fall very quickly before because of their lack of morals. When we stopped doing business with your father’s family, Scott Industries began to decline.