Ben Ten Power Trip Novels & Stories

The coldness was painful. "What have you done!" Angel screamed at Steph and rushed to Bethel, still calling her Mom. Cameras were still on them and Bethel tried hard not to cry, the embarrassment was so hard to take in. She stood slowly. Angel went for the tissues. "Next time, you don't interfere in my conversation. You're just a nanny! You are not worthy to look me in the face not to talk of interfering in my conversation. Hey! Everyone, this is the CEO of safari fashion resort, working as common nanny! She sold her body to Harry Crown! She fucking snatch my husband and my daughter!" Steph said.

I was shocked when he said that was his decision, I mean less than 5 minutes ago he wouldn’t even hear about it and then he just decided in five minutes to put him in a position that was meant for me. “Don’t you know? A man’s best character can be predicted when he has power in his hands, your dad just put power in his hands to reveal how he is”, Aria says. “I thought the character shows when one is poor”, I say confused. “When he’s poor and when he has power, then imagine putting a poor man in power, now his every move is vital”, Aria says. “I doubt, dad might have done it for me and we are busy reading so much into it”, I say and Aria shrugs.

"If you are out here wasting my time with a domestic tantrum while our pre-market metrics are processing, we have a severe problem." Benjamin pulled back with a sharp gasp, his chest heaving. The territorial heat radiating from his skin didn't fade, but his features instantly froze back into a calculating mask of corporate power. His hands slid down from my face to grip my upper arms, his fingers digging into my skin just enough to anchor me.

A few heads turned. The VP’s expression tightened. “Adjustments were made to optimize.” “Show them.” The words landed clean. Victor spoke without looking away from the screen. “Pull up the breakdown.” The VP hesitated. “Now.” The screen changed. More numbers appeared, rougher this time. Nina’s focus sharpened. “There,” she said. A line buried in the report. “Open it.” The VP didn’t move. Victor didn’t repeat himself. That was enough.

seemed to have struck a nerve, but Jackson only paused briefly before shamelessly shouting again. "At least you know who I am. Now hurry up and let me in." "But we also know that you were removed from Cabot Corporation after having an affair with someone else's wife and causing the company's stock to crash," the manager continued. "Right now, you're nothing more than a mutt. Who are you trying to impress with that fake rich-boy attitude?" He snorted and gestured to the servers. "Throw him out. Don't let him disturb our patrons." The servers had long since grown tired of Jackson's abuse. Their grip was deliberately rough as they seized him. Jackson struggled, but he was lifted from both sides

I didn't know how to react. Zavier quickly stepped forward and held my hand. "Did you hear everything? In that case, we'll drop our act. It's been tough putting on a show for so long. Don't you feel sorry for us, Alex? We feel so sad…" The numbers above their heads decreased steadily. 98%... 96%... 95%... But still, they shouldn't abuse the power bank! After all, overcharging would damage the power bank. As my consciousness gradually waned yet again, I looked at the three 100% battery levels and shed soundless tears in my heart.

"As for your younger siblings, forming cliques and bullying classmates at such a young age is unacceptable. The school's decision to expel them is entirely justified. If you are dissatisfied, you can lodge a formal complaint with the relevant authorities." I'd heard those things enough times to memorize the words by heart. At first, I used to get angry. Now, I simply felt powerless. … Two months ago, I met Warren Parker for the first time. Warren was the CEO of Avante Technology and my immediate superior. When I was summoned to his office, my colleagues joked around, saying, "Sean Cole over here has produced five patents in five years! He has done a great deal for the company in his role as

“You are worshiping him.” Tana laughed softly, raising her hands in surrender. “I’m just saying, you can’t deny it, he’s magnetic.” Benita scoffed, a bitter laugh escaping her lips. “Magnetic. My ass. I call it manipulation. And arrogance. And—” she broke off, staring at the grand windows, the moonlight casting sharp shadows across the room. “…everything that is wrong with him.” “You have to admit… he’s ridiculously hot at forty,” Tana said, almost worshiping him.

Dealing with that wasn't easy either but the agency still accepted her clauses till this day but today, she sure was crossing one possible limit. The limit to invade the privacy of the boss. Tiara was cool with maintaining no professionalism with the people at work and seemingly that was still tolerable till this day. But it's now the talk about Jayson, the boss. What made her so close with Jayson to call him by his nickname? This was one rude thing to hear for Hattiea. In confusion Hattiea's eyes landed on Jayson again who was now glaring back at Tiara angrily. How could she order Jayson around like that? He was still the boss in power who pays her and everyone at work.