Billionaire Ceo's Obsession Novels & Stories

But I was curious, so it was up to him whether he wanted to answer or not. “I own a couple of businesses around a city, and a handful of companies too. Finance, Real Estate, Software. You could call me a mega-CEO.” There it was again, the humble brag. But I was impressed. I listened to him talk about the excitement of owning all his businesses and I realized that although he was broody and mysterious, he really seemed to like talking about what he did for work. I couldn’t help but feel intrigued by him. He seemed like a man with a lot of secrets. I was fascinated by this world I knew nothing about.

"I just want to have a concrete answer to my question Tricia... please answer it!" "Well, there are many perks once you become a billionaire. You can do whatever you want with your money like travel anywhere and buy all the things that you want. But still, that ain't the main reason why I am so obsessed with Carlo-" "Then what is that thing you like about him that you don't see in me?" "Well, there is something special in him that I found so addicting but I cannot describe what is that thing. All I know is that, he makes me happy!"

Even though he couldn’t see, the familiar scent that wafted through the air already hinted out who might be it coming to see him. He was at his office here in his mansion. As much as troubled on the inside, Dylan couldn’t disregard the fact that he was a multi-billionaire CEO of his own company. Lycoon Corporation needs him, as well as the thousands of employees under his watch. Staying on top of society wasn’t all good because there’s no other way for him to go, but down if he becomes imprudent, one single mistake could also mean perish to all the things he had worked on for centuries. The expansion of his influence all around the globe, major stockholders that he needed to be picked apart

"Don't be so optimistic. I am gonna take a break from work. At least I should be enjoying my billionaire husband's wealth???" "Oh, so you are with me just for my money??? That's so opportunistic of you darling. And I have fallen in love with you now. " "Well too bad. You can't do anything now." "Oh, so I have fallen into the trap of yours baby." He was cuddling with me. He then was kissing my lips and I knew he was getting excited but I was already exhausted and his sessions were taking too long. I was feeling so much tired and exhausted. He was not stopping then I pushed him away

His pointed nose and full pink lips added to his perfection, making him almost breathtakingly handsome. A hard lump appeared in my throat as I tried to swallow the shock. My heart drummed harder, causing my breathing to come out in pants. Jaxson... my eyes were yet to believe it. He was a mere poor orphan who worked in a courtyard years ago, so how could he be a CEO? Not just any CEO, but of Pierce's Group, a company run by the grandson of Leonard Pierce. Did this mean Jax was his grandson? My mind was reeling with thoughts, and I felt like I had been splashed with a cold bucket of water. Goosebumps covered my skin, and everything seemed like a nightmare.

I have to know why the man was so riled up to the extent that triggered such a reaction. If there had been an incident related to this company which had cost someone's life, it'd be scattered around the Internet. I've figured out that what those media hounds backed up by Dante’s rivals are craving is the downfall of the company. They can do anything to make sure it not only goes bankrupt but gets forgotten, and Morris has lent them a hand for selfish reasons while pretending to be the good cousin. I only looked up from my desktop when Gina returned to announce that it was closing time and we were the only ones left. She gathered a few of my things, which I couldn't do without, while I grabbe

I just got back with Xavier; meeting a new love interest is not a good idea… Amara wanted to cry. Instead, she forced a smile at her grandfather. “I don’t know if you’ve heard of him, but he’s the youngest billionaire, the new face of the business industry, young and intelligent…” And the moment he spoke again, Amara almost choked and fell off her chair. “Mark Xavier Peralta, have you heard of him, Amara?”

I needed to keep an eye out for my driver. Ben followed. — He hesitated. Fidgeted. Then, he finally spoke. "I… first, I’m sorry. I’m really sorry." I raised an eyebrow but said nothing. He took a deep breath, looking everywhere but at me. "My dad, Mr. Brooke, is the second richest man in the country." His tone was laced with bitterness. "Filthy rich. But never home." Still, I said nothing. He scoffed. "He has mistresses. Many. But only one legitimate child." His jaw clenched. "Me."

Her curiosity argued with her fear. Finally, she picked up the napkin, the neat handwriting sending a cold wave of fear all over her body, "Alexander Steele. Steele Enterprises." The name sent a jolt of recognition in Emily’s head. Alexander Steele, the billionaire CEO whose ruthless business tactics were legendary. And here she is, a small-town café worker, about to be entangled in the world of this powerful, intimidating man all because of a spilled Black espresso coffee!. Her phone started ringing on the counter, startling her. It was Mark, probably calling with another apology that wouldn't clear up the betrayal she felt. Emily switched off her phone.

My heart pounded in my chest, each thud a reminder of my helplessness. In the car, I had contemplated shouting for help at every stop we made, but fear and anxiety kept me silent. After realizing the car was soundproofed, I was relieved I hadn’t tried. The one carrying me suddenly stopped, and then I heard him. "Why are there two of them? You were only supposed to take the only billionaire. Why the hell did you take a woman as well?" he asked, sounding angry. "Because the boss said so," the henchman answered.