Ceos Office Novels & Stories

“I'm Joel by name; I'm the acting CEO. Your father told me you would be coming, but I had no idea you would be coming in today. I had hoped you would give your rest and come back here tomorrow perhaps,“ he added in. All through his words, he had scanned me from head to toe, checking me out bits by bits. I knew he was busy checking out if I was a threat to him or Jot. And I most certainly wouldn't want him on his toes around me, not when I needed to tell the truth to him and whatever plans he had. Seeing his nonchalance and ease in the office, I knew for a fact that he wasn't up to any good and wouldn't mind putting me through as. As many sore patches as possible “I'm sorry, it might be a lit

Writtle to meet with the new CEO in his office. They all reentered the elevator and went to the floor of Blake’s office. They walked down the hall and saw the gold lettering “CEO ELON TRUST ENTERPRISES” on the glass door. First walking in was a secretarial room consisting of a sofa and a desk with a computer phone and call box and another wooden door against the other side of the room. When opening, you are led into a massive office with floor-to-ceiling windows overlooking the city—a large wooden desk with a leather seat and two leather seats in front of the desk. On one side was a sofa with a table in front, and on the other was a mirrored minibar stocked with liqueur with another elevator

“His father. The CEO. You'll find his office on the building’s Executive floor.” A choking pressure coils around my chest.

Montgo show any intimate gestures toward any other woman. "Is Mr. Montgo in the office?" Vivienne asked the receptionist. "Mr. Montgo hasn't left yet. The CEO's office is on the 38th floor," the receptionist said with a smile. "Thank you." Vivienne headed towards the elevators and soon stepped inside one.

He didn’t take more than a second before he pressed the phone to his ear. “Yes sir.” Once he dropped the phone, he stood up and walked to the large double doors of the CEO’s office. “You can go in.” He pushed the door open just enough for me to get in. My heels clicked loudly against the polished floor with each step that I took into the office. My steps slowed at the sight that welcomed me. Ronan Throne’s office could pass as a company on its own. Floor-to-ceiling windows stretched across the sides of the room, overlooking the city below, spotless and in place just like everything in the office.

Without offering another word, he turned away and moved toward the open exit. "Hold on..." I rasped, my throat burning as I braced myself against the nearby counter, staring at his retreating form. "Who... who the hell are you?" Cassian halted right at the doorway, the brilliant, chaotic glare of the stadium spotlights creating a stark silhouette around his frame. He turned his head slightly, peering at me over his shoulder with a chilling expression. "My name is Cassian," he replied, his voice dangerously elegant and elite. "I am the proprietor of the premier auction house in Paris. And as of right now, I am the man who holds the deed to your future."

Darien didn’t bother holding the door open for him and Zach rushed into the office before the door closed. The office was everything he would expect from the office of a billionaire. It was very spacious, everything gleamed and the interior design had definitely cost a bomb. Darien strode through the entryway and through another door to a room with a desk and a long sofa across one wall. It overlooked a stunning view of the city. The CEO sat down behind the desk and gestured at the chairs in front of it. “Sit down.” It was definitely an order and not a choice.

“So…” “Ok, ok. I figured since you are the new CEO that you should be coming to work like the gorgeous, intelligent badass that you are.” “… I see. Where’s my car then?” “Your car is parked in the garage. I know you wouldn’t want to be driven everywhere you want to go.” “This is only for going to and from work, right?” “Yes, and the good thing about having a driver is I can sit in the back with you and go over files, meetings, and everything else that you may need to do.”

I was scared, how about missing that meeting and I was to blame for not remembering him? "He left, he said to cancel all his meetings today. I expelled the pent-up air and nodded my head before turning and walking back to my office. My gaze flew to the next door where I had seen Adonis enter. I made my way to his door and knocked lightly on the door. "Come in. " was heard in the background, I opened the door and stepped inside. The office was just as big only everything was different, the colors, the styles and there were even boxes.

Getting to the chairman office, Michael could not believe his eyes. The office is very big and well furnished. He wished he was the one in the office. As expected the Ceo of Sheba company office must be a great sight to behold because it is one of the best and the Ceo is onr of the richest man in the company. Looking away from the office facilities he saw a man who turn his back at him. At first he could not recognize the stature but coming closer he recognized immediately. The bulkly stature made it easy for him to reconzie the man. Tony. Tony Rasna. Good God.