Ceo Las Vegas Novels & Stories

I cleared my throat and looked back at Damian, who smirked at me. The event began, and the auctioneer came on stage and honoured everyone’s gathering. He mentioned the celebration of Damian’s dad’s retirement, and the people clapped in recognition. Then the auctioning started, selling off houses, jewellery, and other luxurious items. Then he mentioned something, “A luxurious penthouse with a Rolls Royce in Las Vegas, owned by our one and only CEO, Damian Valour.” “$8 million!” I heard someone bid from behind. “$10 million!” someone else countered, raising their auction paddles.

"AX has been officially bought by the Imperium group and the hope is for further growth in the number of jobs. The president, the Damien Mason, did not give any interviews, but the deal was announced to the Brazilian press by his lawyers." Damien's name sparked a multitude of thoughts in my mind, but one in particular drowned out all the other memories: "I'm willing to pay very well for these services. An above-average price for this kind of business." I expelled the thought immediately. The mere thought of accepting that offer made my stomach churn. I slowed down a little and watched my aunt talking to her husband. They both had their backs to me. - I don't want to lose my nephew, Louis. -

Acting so grounded and humble, enjoying the life to its fullest while being so lively. Davel suddenly took out his phone. "Wait. Let's check." Curiosity won instantly and I leaned closer while he searched Leon Vargas online. And then both of us froze. "Oh my God," I whispered. The screen was filled with articles, interviews, luxury project launches, business awards, and billionaire rankings. Leon Vargas. CEO of Vargas Global Resorts. Net worth so absurdly high it made my brain hurt. Davel let out a low whistle. "Surprising that he never told us or made us feel he was this rich."

He had slicked-back blonde hair, a tanned, Hollywood smile, and the lazy, supreme confidence of old money. "Julian Vance," the man said, extending a hand adorned with a platinum signet ring. "CEO of Vance Urban Holdings. I’ve been trying to get an introduction all evening." Evie accepted his hand briefly, withdrawing it with practiced grace. "Mr. Vance. A pleasure. I’m familiar with your firm's recent waterfront residential developments."

The employees and managers present waited with bated breath. “Effective immediately,” Yosep announced loudly, “Mr. Kemal, currently the head manager of the central office, will be appointed as the CEO of Anugerah Langit Corporation.” The room buzzed with murmurs and surprised glances. Nadine’s face turned crimson with anger and shock. Darren, known to them as Kemal, smiled faintly, letting the news sink in among the employees. “Furthermore,” Yosep continued, “Mr. Kemal will lead the entire company, including its branches and the headquarters. The positions of Director and Deputy Director will be dissolved, and all divisions will report directly to the CEO.”

How did other women do it? Steele Enterprises was the umbrella company for several of Mr Steele’s businesses—construction, security, technology, and financial services. The whole building was overkill. Glass and steel, rising above all the other buildings, and one of London's finest pieces of architecture. She hated it. It screamed ‘pretentious’, just like the man who owned it. Being his Executive Assistant required many skills, and most people hired before her had not been able to keep up. There were a lot of sacrifices involved, like being the first to arrive and the last to leave.

Lena’s POV I was sitting on the edge of the bed with Dylan asleep in his little portable crib beside me when the news alert flashed on the TV. The headline made me freeze. “Damian Blackwell Retains His Position as CEO A Stunning Turn in Shareholder Vote.” For a moment, I couldn’t move. I just stared at the bold letters on the screen, my heart pounding hard in my chest. Then the news anchor’s voice followed calm and professional, but her words made my throat tighten.

I felt the whole floor completely go silent and all that I could feel were their gaze on me , I knew they were wondering what I was going to do . The girl moved closer to me and lowered her head . “I’m sorry ma’m”she begged seeing how serious I was . “ You are fired, effective immediately" I told her and turned towards the elevator . But before I could get in , I turned to look at all of them and the girl that had tears in her eyes . “I might be the wicked bitch you think I am, I have as much shares as my ex husband in this company and I call the shots like him too .

It was on the sixth week that her sister called her with the good news, and Elena's new assistant stepped into her office with a card, "The date for your inauguration as the chairwoman of the Volkov group has been decided, ma'am." The new CEO reclined into her executive seat, and folding both hands, she turned to her assistant, "Good. I need you to do something for me before then." *** One Month Later The most luxurious state of the art Hall in Las Vegas was decorated for a masquerade ball party. It was going to be the most anticipated event the city had ever witnessed since the shocking transfer of the Volkov group to a former maid.

Reeves walked back to his seat while Tommy followed him like a loyal dog awaiting a command. “Who was that guy?” I muttered to myself, my eyes still glued to his back. “That’s Damon Reeves. CEO of Reeves Syndicate”. Gracie responded and my eyes widened in surprise. The Reeves Syndicate handled billion-dollar mergers across three continents without leaving a paper trail. I had seen his picture in an article a few days back. Tommy came towards the counter and signaled us to follow him. I gulped, worried about what he wanted to say. He scolded us in his office and told Gracie to clean the toilets for a week then sent me to get back to work.