Claiming My Possessive Ceo Husband Novels & Stories

That old man never let her lay a hand on his business and even after his death, he made his own son the CEO, and they received only some mere shares. She worked hard to get his attention ever since she married him and yet she got only a twenty percent shares where she should be the owner. But she can not claim to be one at this moment or they will think she was greedy. “David! Stop playing with your phone.” Natalie bellowed over the long polished wooden table, filled with table accessories and a big sign of his name “David Davenport. CEO” in golden letters upon black velvety background. It looked luxurious. The room looked even more glorious with all his mother’s favorite souvenirs of variou

"Excuse me Mr. Billionaire, you rich men think money is everything. Maybe you are right but since you need to purchase a wife, there are as well a lot of women out there waiting to jump at an opportunity like this. Why not look in that direction? Besides, I can't sell one year of my life, and what is the assurance that you won't take advantage of me?" She couldn't figure out what triggered her outburst and instantly regretted it when Sylvester stood up from his chair. He ambled close to her and lowered his head, a few inches interval between them. Monica could only reach his chest as he hovered over her with his height, making sure that no one except Monica could hear his words. "Trust me, t

As soon as he ended the call, Maeve saw the caption pop up, ‘Gabriel Scott, the hottest, richest and most powerful CEO in New York City, lost the battle of winning the heart of the love of his life to Mr. Dylan Grayson, the COO of Cambridge Incorporated, as they are scheduled to get married tomorrow as planned.’

she said the words again, loving how they felt crossing her tongue. He scoffed. “You act as if I want you back. I don’t want you near me. You can stop with the drama.” “It isn’t drama. Only facts.” His lip curled. “You don’t own the Bonifacio Global City. You don’t control me.” She shook her head. “You’re right and you don’t own me. You have zero control over me. You are not my husband.” He made a face. “Technically, I am your husband.”

"I was dealing with a guy, Mr Charles Nolan!" "And she's correct, he was her husband and now he's dead!" "So obviously if our company wants to survive, she has to continue what he started !" "What country are they from?!" I asked. "Canada!" "Canada?!How the hell did they find out about us here in Las Vegas?!" "Isn't it obvious ?!If this guy is truly her husband then she put him up to it!!" "Don't be silly Dwayne , we have investors and share holders from various countries!!" He snapped.

" What the hell are you-" " - Don't deny it Klyde. It's why you slept with your brother's girlfriend when you were teens - because you wouldn't let your brother have what he loves in peace. It's why you studied engineering because you knew that was the only way you could get the company from your brother - who by the way was always interested in the company from the start. Now he doesn't want to be part of the company anymore and you suddenly don't want to be the sole CEO anymore? You're pathetic!" She said with a wicked grin and he stared daggers at her. " It's the same reason why you are so happy to be marrying this poor-poor woman over here," she said pointing at me.

A small smile touched my lips. “The time has come,” I whispered to myself. “It’s time for the world to know who I really am.” Bean stood quietly behind me, as he always had, a steady presence. “And what will you do first, Miss Celeste?” I turned to him, my eyes sharp and confident. “We will start by claiming what’s mine. The ex-husband, the company, and every opportunity they thought they could control… it all belongs to me now.” Bean nodded. “Very well. Shall we proceed?”

Any endeavors she did would also be filed under said name, so as to allow for a clean break of assets when they proceeded with the divorce at the end of the contract. They would both be acting head over heels in love, and her connection to the Phoenix clan and the corporation would be secret. She would be playing the role of a cleaner who caught his attention and who he fell in love with at first sight. He impulsively married her, wanting to keep her for himself. Here, she paused and asked if he would be able to provide a convincing act. After he nodded in assurance, she continued to lay out her terms. She would also pretend to be madly in love with him and throw her weight around as his nou

"Daniel… Abruptly. We hadn't talked about transferring ownership." "We hadn't talked about the rumor which renders your husband inept," He responded, his tone now sharper. She breathed deeply, her meal left untasted. "This has nothing to do with the rumors. You're blowing this all out of proportion." Daniel was seething within him, he thought it would be easy but she was complicating things for him. "Am I? Or are you scared of what everyone will do when I'm really given the power that I'm worthy of? You parade me around as the CEO's husband, mure like your shadow. You keep on saying that you built the company for me. Is everything a fabrication?"

She flashed me that smug little smile. And why wouldn't she be proud? Her boyfriend was the CEO of Busch Corp. The same man I married. She called my husband—so yeah, I couldn't call him now.