Ceo Obsession Novels & Stories

I changed the flowing shower to cold water and let it wash the hotness off my body. Moments later, I was back in the room, dressed and ready to sleep for the night. But every time I closed my eyes, she was all I could see. Every single thing kept reminding me of her. I took different positions, changed my posture countless times, but Caelia still didn’t stop running through my mind. It was like she was a leech that couldn’t be removed. There was no denying it anymore; I was fucking obsessed with her! Good or bad type of obsession? I didn’t know which one, but all I knew was that I wanted her so badly. The obsession kept growing when I tried to stay away from her. The thoughts of her just wou

Whitney frowned slightly with a nod, and a hint of disdain flickered in her eyes. It seemed Sebastian had fallen far behind her once again. Did he hope to surpass her? That was never going to happen! Even if he had Rosalie by his side, what difference did it make? He was just a small-minded man with no ambitions, destined to remain an insignificant nobody for the rest of his life. … Sebastian had just finished inspecting the company internally. As he was the CEO, routine inspections were still necessary. Suddenly, an employee exclaimed, "Mr. Ballard, you need to see this!"

“Because the men are watching. They’re not blind. You forget numbers, dates, deals you think they don’t notice?” I stood so fast the chair scraped back. My palms pressed into the desk, leaning over him. “You got something to say, say it.” He didn’t flinch. That’s why I keep him. “You’re obsessed,” he said blunt. “With her. And it’s ruining your focus. You never used to miss a detail. Now you’re missing everything.” My breath hissed through my teeth. For a second, all I saw was red—the kind that fills your vision before you put a bullet in someone’s skull. My hand tightened on the edge of the desk. The veins in my arm stood out like cords.

“You think one investor changes anything? I built this company’s recent growth. I know every contract, every client. You’re riding on family secrets and borrowed money. Enjoy the temporary high, Jason. It ends when the numbers come in.” He smirked. “We’ll see. The executives who don’t like you are already whispering. They want stability, not this princess drama. And drama seems to follow you around always. Tell me, how's your ex husband? I was told you two were having a romantic evening last night.” “You've got nothing else to do than to spy on me?” “I can't help but wonder, the way you are so desperate to pour dirt on my efforts and not actually think of the company’s growth is exactly one

performative. Good. I saw the announcement of Ashley's birth. Saw the photo of Jaxon holding his daughter in the hospital. And I felt nothing. Not jealousy. Not pain. Just cold satisfaction. He had what he wanted. The heir. The perfect wife. The empire. And it was all falling apart. "You're obsessed," Mia said one night, catching me reading another article about Apex's declining stock price. "I'm not obsessed. I'm informed." "You check his company's performance every single day. That's obsession."

Just empty. I lean back in my chair and stare at the ceiling, resisting the urge to throw something. I used to think I’d stop craving her approval once I got the CEO title. But I was wrong. The craving doesn’t stop—it just gets buried deeper, disguised by paychecks and press releases and quarterly wins that never feel like enough. I rub a hand across my mouth, forcing the tension from my jaw.

But as Pearl dug deeper into his dissolved mergers, a dark, unsettling pattern began to emerge. Three times in the last five years, Henri Laurent had engaged in hostile takeovers. And three times, the opposing CEOs had suddenly stepped down due to sudden, vicious public scandals involving their families or personal lives. He didn't just beat his rivals in the boardroom. He destroyed them personally. Pearl’s eyes darted across a heavily redacted police report from two years ago. An anonymous source claimed Laurent had hired private fixers to stalk an opposing CEO's wife just to gain leverage.

We both laughed, getting into our own business, forgetting the conference meeting we were to attend. "I love you, Eve and I'll forever love you. You're my life and joy. My Obsession, I can't do without you, forever." I said. "I love you too, Justin. Mr Obsession." She teased and we laughed.

Not only is he your boss, but he also gives off a 'I'm a rich creeper' vibe. ''You don't even know him,'' I said, starting to get defensive of Mr Cross. ''Hmm, you would have to live under a rock to not know that man. I work in tabloids and trust me when I say that there is something about that man.'' ''The only thing about him is that nobody can get any dirt to tarnish his name.'' ''Just be careful Ange, I really wouldn't want you hurt by this man and lose the fantasy.'' I give a tight smile, because it doesn't matter to me what she said. I am still going after Mr Cross.

There has been challenges but thanks to people like dad and George that imagined to achieve something in only seven months that l have been in that ceo chair. Most of the board members were against a woman being their ceo but they had no final say since am the person with more shares. My work is on the right track currently but am not happy. For l haven't fulfilled one of the promises that l made to my late husband. I have to find the person behind his death. No matter what l did during these previous months concerning that issue hasn't been successful. I won't be myself again. I can't rest. The hatrade, resentment call it whatever that l feel for that person hasn't left me at all. I need t