Ceo Obsession Novels & Stories

Obsession isn’t something you choose. It chooses you. Wraps around your soul like a vice, squeezing until there’s nothing left but the sickness of wanting. It seeps into your blood, replacing logic, making you something… else. Something monstrous. And fuck… I like it the more I watch her.

Cherry Brentwood’s life changed the night she turned eighteen—caught doing the forbidden while moaning the name of her brother’s best friend. Fast forward to two years later, summer vacation was supposed to be everything she had dreamed of. What she never expected was to spend it under the same room with her brother's best friend, the man with the most seductive gray eyes that she's been trying to forget…and her arch-enemy cousin sister. Xavier Salvatore is a guy who walks in silence, barely speaks, but rather acts in dangerous, mysterious ways. He’s not a saint; He's not an angel. He walks the thin line between good and evil. He is none other than the ghost of the Black

Week five, I break the rules. Not by calling Damien. By looking him up online, something I've managed to avoid for almost a month. There's a new interview in Forbes: "Damien Voss on Building Purpose-Driven Business in a Profit-Obsessed World." I read it at two AM, unable to sleep, unable to resist. The interviewer asks about his transformation from ruthless CEO to ethical leadership advocate. His answer guts me:

I should be highest form of authority here but no one seemed to care. I am the CEO for crying out loud! The disrespect was getting too much, these people including the share holders keep treating me like a decoration piece. Always ridiculing me behind my back. I could win an an award for the most disrespected CEO in the world. "What do you want?" I growl out venomously swinging the door wide open. "Drew... the.. the shareholder.." "The shareholders what? What do they want now?" I was too impatient, cutting him off in the middle of his sentence. Blue balls caused mood swings, so said some scientific study I read somewhere.

Yang Tian-Xu never notices the stares from his employees. Random by-passers would sneak a peek at him now and then. The employees would think their President was acting unusual. However, they don't have the guts to interrupt him because they knew how fuzzy President Yang can be if they did. President Yang got lost in his thoughts often for new ideas and plans for the company, so it wasn't unusual for him to be pacing around like that. However, he remains in his office when he does paced around. Yet, today he paced back and forward in the hallway. Perhaps the problem President Yang dealing with was an extreme case, so they employees wouldn't dare to bother him.

"You are the Chief Executive Officer of the fourth well known automotive manufacturing company in and around North America and you need not exhibit shameful acts of irresponsibility. What will your workers, the board of directors, and other peers think of you?" "Mum, I'm not as irresponsible. In case you don't know, I've been and still am unfailingly amongst the top four best Automative CEOs in the state," he said with conspicuous flatness in his tone. "May I remind you that it's been so for two consecutive years." "I know that. But that might capsize with the way you're behaving. What CEO Expends twilight in a club?" Marley's eyes widened and his mouth agape. "Can't believe this," he mutter

Mr Michael has a visitor and he is currently busy" The secretary said slowly with discomfort laced with nervousness. "If he is in a meeting, that is fine. I just want to pick a document and leave and this isn't the first time I'm interrupting his meeting and you know that". Diane said in a careful but strong voice as a realization was starting to hit her. " Did he ask you to stop me from coming inside? Diane asked, her voice shaking slightly, the other woman dropped her head in affirmation to the question. She also knew it would be difficult stopping Miss Diane from entering the Ceo's office but she doesn't want to lose her job.

Business and business alone was her only objective. Unyielding, Leon pressed on, “Men like that often hesitate to entangle themselves with career-driven women from wealthy dynastic families. A CEO of that caliber is too smart to let personal distractions compromise his empire.” Lionny let out a dismissive scoff and replied firmly, “This is strictly about business and corporate growth. I sincerely hope my future interactions with the CEO won't trigger another wave of foolish office gossip. All I care about is giving my family’s company the edge it needs to compete on a national level.”

"Don't forget the dignified old shareholder. Even at his age, he represents the company well. Why can't the younger shareholders measure up?" "Emmen's CEOs are truly impressive. Why can't one of them be my wife?" "Chloe is our queen. How dare you claim her? Well, now I have two queens—Joey and Selena!" Hanson sat in the audience and admired the radiant Selena with his eyes full of love. His wife was awesome. In a corner, Vaughn and Emily held each other's hands tightly. Joey exuded a boss-like demeanor sitting there with her legs crossed. Her relaxed attire and cold elegance made her look otherworldly.

The man in front of him obviously belongs to the former category. "Sir, there is no need for intruders to point out and intervene in the matter between Cain and I." Bryan raised his eyebrows, his eyes were dangerous and narrow, but he became calm again in an instant, "Young man if I don't give my opinions to your husband, his company will lose hundreds of millions." “We are not married!” Cain slammed his fist on his table, his eyes red. The faces of the high-level executives following him turned green. Is the CEO using his influence to oppress others?