Ceo Above My Desk Novels & Stories

In recent days, I’ve also been drooling a lot and experiencing stomach acidity. My department head asked me to work overtime. The CEO wants to check the finances and budgeting. They’re supposed to have a meeting. No one seen who the CEO is in our company. He has his own elevator that goes directly to his office. Even the heads of other departments don’t see him. We only hear that he is very strict, especially regarding his privacy.

"Not everyone can delegate their entire job to underlings." "Underlings? Is that what you think I do all day? Sit at my desk while 'underlings' do all the work?" "Isn't that the CEO handbook? Chapter one: How to look important while doing nothing?" His fingers danced along my spine. "Maybe I should give you a proper tour of my office sometime. Show you exactly what the CEO does all day." "Let me guess, it involves the couch in your private office." "Among other surfaces," he agreed, his hand sliding down to cup my ass. "My desk is very sturdy."

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.

Kylie stood frozen, unsure of what to do as she hugged her bag to her chest. Just then, Lana came out of the break room, carrying a cup of water. With a smile, she told Kylie, "Kylie, your desk's been moved upstairs." As Lana spoke, she pointed upward toward the ceiling. Upstairs. The CEO's office was on the 28th floor. Besides Jonathan's office, there was a large conference room and several meeting rooms on that floor. Kylie didn't expect her desk to be placed in the same office as Jonathan. More specifically, her desk had been positioned right by the door of his office.

It was a dull beat that’s slowly turned into an inferno that I never want to escape. I nod, pulling my eyes away and scanning the figures slouched over their desks. I highly doubt the CEO will be sitting here. It’s most likely somewhere at the top of the building. Once we find and capture it, every Demon spawned from it will also be returned to Hell. It’s a win-win, really. “…show you each of the departments.” The VP’s voice carries back to me. “Unfortunately, I will be unable to give you a tour of the top floor because we have several executive meetings taking place throughout the day, but don’t worry, there’s plenty to see.”

Kate The CEO suite on the thirty-second floor of Ashford Culinary Group headquarters smelled the same, old wood and expensive coffee. My father had sat behind this mahogany desk for forty years. Every scratch on its surface represented a decision, a deal, a difficult conversation. Now it was mine. I sat down carefully on the first morning and just looked around. The floor-to-ceiling windows overlook the city. Bookshelves lined with industry publications and framed awards. A credenza covered in family photos my father had not yet cleared out.

Oh gosh, I am now nervous, going up all the way up to the top most floor makes me sweaty, I can feel my sweat trickles down from my pantie to my thight. After over a minute of time, we finally arrived at the top floor. I remember this floor belongs to the C-suite executives, the CEO, COO, CTO, CMO, CFO. But, what is Mila doing bringing me all the way up here? Am I going to meet the CEO so fast? Just as I am pondering, Mila turns to me and says, “Let me show you your desk, so you can store your belongings in your locker before we start. Come with me.”

"No i'm COO. My brother is the CEO, 15th floor. It's nice to meet you Zara..." "Okafor" I completed and he raised his eyebrows. "Of Kaph?" He asked and I nodded. "I need to go get him to sign these. It's nice to meet you." I said wanting to discharge him. "Likewise" he said looking at me like I'm some meal. I quickly stepped around him and made my way to the elevator. Although I was still feeling his gaze at my back the whole time. I got to the 15th floor and asked someone for the place. It happened to be the door opposite the elevator.

I would not lose to anyone. He showed me into his office, which was large enough to hold a few horses. An ultra-thin notebook sat on a wide desk of the finest wood. I had never entered a CEO’s office before, and I didn’t know what to feel when I did. Unsure where to sit, in case I bothered him, I picked the long sofa by the window. My first question was, “Is this room secured by surveillance cameras?” Kaiser just laughed and loosened his tie. He took off his jacket and folded it, laying it on an adjacent desk.

I didn't even know he was sitting beside me. "Oh…" I looked at him. "Stop nosing around, or earring around, whichever one, will you?" He chuckled and flung his arm in agreement. I was opportuned to sit at the big executive table because I was taken as a top official, and the empty head chair was about to get occupied by the CEO. The restricted area door that connected the Executive hall with the helicopter base ground on top of the building was opened; they must have built it to let the CEO directly into the Executive hall whenever he was around. Maybe that was why nobody ever saw him.