Chaotic Company Novels & Stories

the middle man spoke. “And we're ready to pay for your services. What is your offer, sir?” The last man added. I crossed my fingers while resting my elbow on the table. “Direct. Proper businessmen, I see.” Matteo brought over the contract and gave it to the man in the middle. He was obviously the leader. I had dug for information on every one of them. They opened the company as friends five years ago, but they constantly suffered wild hacks into the website, which gave them a bad reputation.

She glanced back toward my car once before smiling slightly at me and somehow that tiny smile still managed to hit me directly in the chest. Then she walked into the building like she didn’t secretly control my sanity. Obsessed behavior honestly. “Boss,” Jack finally answered sounding completely confused, “the Altee Group just filed for bankruptcy.” My grip tightened around the steering wheel instantly. “What?” “The company filed for emergency bankruptcy protection twenty minutes ago.” No. That didn’t even make sense. Altee Group wasn’t some random corporation. That company practically held the backbone of the Grey empire together financially. If any part of Grey Group ever struggled, Altee

Our waitress comes to our table in a short amount of time, placing two glasses of water on our table and handing us two menus. We order cheese sticks for appetizers, and I order Chateau Lafite 1787 for drinks which is vintage Red wine, one of my favorites, and we also order Lasagna and chicken marsala for our main course and chocolate covered cheesecake for dessert, at least she did. We eat and talk about the simplest of things. I tell her that I'm the owner of the St. Black Worldwide Steel Industry and a few small businesses like clubs, restaurants, and more, which essentially made me a millionaire. We talk about my younger sister, Marsha, who just like Lesha is taking a year break from sc

she states the obvious, absentmindedly pinching my arm in enthusiasm. "Ouch," I say and rub my arm before subtly squirming away from her. It seems this band brings out her violent side. "Now, to present to you the band that all twenty of you have been waiting for..." the host makes his appearance, hyping up the tiny crowd, "the band that sold out all five of their tickets at their first concert, the band that sold two of their only albums and gave one away for free, the band who forced their way onto the radio under false pretenses, the band who are famous for dropkicking one of their fans for their failed music video, the band who refuses to sign autographs without glow-in-the-dark crayons,

Others could be a little anti-social and found it difficult to live with a pack, which usually had three hundred to five hundred members. I'd even met one rogue who'd been exiled because he'd dated a lady who later discovered she was the Alpha's mate. He had no desire to date someone who had found their mate, but Alphas can be extremely jealous and paranoid. I was a rogue because most packs didn't want a runt in their midst. They usually accepted a runt if he or she was born into the pack, but most refused to accept a runt into their pack. My heart was heavy as I considered how many times I had been turned down. I simply did not fit in anywhere. Packs didn't want a runt, and life as a rogue

I chuckled to myself. Of course that was what reflected publicly. A majority of the company's transactions had been kept off the records. That didn't affect tax and my shareholders were pretty much aware of it. Ema Claw was the most successful software companies in the country. I got sick of my family madness and abandoned them to build a company of my own which surpassed their expectations.

"Because by all means, leave, I'd be happy to never see you again. However, as long as you're part of this pack, you'll do what I say. And Alpha Inc. and its employees are The Legend's Pack's responsibility." Marcus slid his tongue across his teeth and slicked his palm back over his unruly blond hair. The sound of tires driving down the gravel driveway caught our attention, and Scotty's car pulled in first and then Stephanie's. I rolled my eyes at Scotty's late arrival and made my way back inside before he could bombard me with questions, or show up with that stupid smirk that I wasn't in the mood for at the moment.

I struggled to blow my nose with my hands still chained to the bed. "Chris sold his company. You know he founded a big tech company, right?" I nodded. "He got a big offer. Billions. And more if he would go along as part of the deal. But he didn't want to see what they would do to his baby. And he said he wanted to take some time off, not work so hard for a while. At least not at work. He wanted to spend more time with you. But he knew he'd get bored. And he knew you'd get bored without a constant supply of hard cock. So he bought a sex toy company, some manufacturing and all the R&D, and got it moved up here from LA. He was going to let them R&D on you all day, if you know what I mean, and t

Jasmine knew Chad wasn't the one to bluff, but she didn't want to believe that he would actually throw her out. How the hell did I even end up in this place? This isn't Chad's office, I'm sure of that, so how does he own this place? His company was a bit smaller than this, and I was really hoping to get a job here so I wouldn't look like the rag I was when he found me. Jasmine said in mind. Just then, the name of the company flashed into her mind once more— Black Enterprise. Gasp! How the hell didn't I notice this company was one of his numerous branches. The Black enterprise is unique to the Blackstone family, and that alone was enough information to prove that there was a slight chance of

She heard Blanche's voice and the chair instantly swivelled. "You are late." Sumire said and gave him a stern look while looking at the files Blanche placed in front of her one by one. "Traffic." Abrupt excuse, Blanche replied with a smile on his face. Sumire didn't utter a word as she browsed the files her secretary had prepared for her. She read the contents in silence. Two of the business proposals caught her attention. The company names of the proposals are likewise highly peculiar. One is DEATH EMPIRE, and the other is CLEANING COMPANY. "Hmmm..." She hummed, sure she had heard of DEATH EMPIRE. It is a burgeoning company that was built 6 years ago. No one knows who the founder was of tha