Claiming My Possessive Ceo Husband Novels & Stories

"You’d better clear up this mess fast. If you don't, don't think I'll be nice about it. You've got one chance." Before I could say anything back, she hung up. I turned to the divorce lawyer who had been waiting and let out a sigh. She thought I was just jealous and looking for attention, but she did not realize I was truly fed up this time. "Are you sure about the divorce? Your wife's company is doing really well right now. You won't get much out of a divorce at this point." I nodded. When I checked my phone later, I saw that her secretary, Jim Ferguson, had a flood of comments on his social media profile.

I went on, refusing to let the noise derail me, “for standing by while another person’s name appeared on projects I created, on strategies I built, on achievements that were mine.” One of the directors leaned forward, his expression tense. “Mrs. Harper, are you confirming what Mr. Smith said earlier?” I lifted my chin slightly. “Yes. I am.” The room reacted instantly, the quiet breaking into overlapping voices. “So it’s true?” “All of it?” “That mean the CEO is taking credit of…” “I have never,” I continued, raising my voice just enough to cut through them, “given credit for my work or my achievements to my husband, Mr. Clyde Wellington.”

He reached out, stroking her hair from her face, watching her sleep before finally closing his eyes. The next morning, the "Ice King" was back in full force, though his eyes were less flinty when they landed on his wife. Ariana was dressed in a sharp blazer and slacks. She was still fuming over the deleted recording. "I’m telling you, Lucas, someone was in that room," Ariana argued as they walked toward the elevator in Hale Holdings. "I believe you, Ariana," Lucas said, refusing to leave her alone at the estate. As they walked through the lobby, every head turned. Whispers erupted. Everyone knew that the CEO had recently married, but this was the first time they saw him in public with his wi

Even later, as I sat on the couch staring blankly at the marriage certificates resting on the coffee table, he was still brooding. "Is marrying me such a massive grievance?" he grumbled, looking thoroughly slighted. "Did it ruin your plans to collect boyfriends across the globe?" Ever since we officially made things legal, his possessiveness had practically turned into a full-time job. I guessed even powerful, older CEOs could suffer from a severe lack of emotional security. Fortunately, I was more than willing to give it to him. "How would I ever dare?" I laughed, leaning over to offer a highly flattering smile. "Landing a man as perfect as you is truly a blessing."

Back then, I made a private agreement with Richard to help Sean recover from that difficult period. I promised that if Richard appointed Sean as CEO, I would stay with the company and help turn the branch into its most profitable division. Unfortunately, that achievement ended the same way our marriage did. It came to an abrupt end in the seventh year. “That's all in the past now,” I said calmly. “There's no need to bring it up.” The executive assistant immediately fell silent. Richard glanced at Sean, and the more he thought about it, the angrier he became.

"You don't have to do that." "I have to," he said, grabbing a few of his scrambled eggs with a fork and taking a bite of the toast. "I don't want to leave my wife without funds." "That's nice of you, but I won't spend your money. I don't need it, especially not now that you've taken care of Ana. Besides, I have a place to live, "she said and swallowed a bite of food. "I owe you a commission of twenty percent. Use that account, Josephine. My wife should have it, and I don't want people to think I don't care about you. ”She slapped her hand on the table. "Do you think I'm going to embarrass you, Theo?" I'm not saying you should buy a yacht, but, if nothing else, at least start buying clothes i

I said, my voice dripping with false sweetness. "That sounds interesting. But what's the catch?" the reporter asked, sensing there was more to the story. "The catch," I replied, my tone turning icy, "is that Hanson Real Estate is owned by Sylvia Hanson, Grayson's ex-wife. She has whored her way back into his life, using her connections to secure this partnership. I want you to destroy her image. Make it clear that nobody should buy from her company." There was a pause on the other end of the line as the reporter took in the information. "That's a bold claim. Do you have any proof to back this up?"

Evelyn said. Well.... I guess they indeed struck luck. Vivian said, looking at Evelyn. After you left, news started spreading that the CEO of Knight Group, Logan Knight, is in a relationship with Madison Reed. I had thought it was just a rumor, the famous tycoon couldn't possibly have such bad taste, right? But it turned out to be true, their billboards were everywhere. Soon after they had a grand wedding, it was the talk of the town. I even heard they had a son together, although he's never been on the news. Vivian explained.

The question slipped out before I could stop it. "Accompany me to business dinners. Manage my calendar. Handle correspondence. Basic administrative duties." His tone was perfectly professional, but something in his eyes made my skin crawl. "Nothing illegal or immoral, I assure you." "And if Derek wins the game?" "Then you go home. The debt is forgiven, and we never speak of this again." I looked at my husband. Really looked at him. The man I'd married was charming, confident, full of dreams. This Derek was a stranger - hollow-eyed, shaking, willing to bet his wife's freedom for one more chance.

The headline read: "Stone’s New Partner: A Marriage That Shakes Up the Corporate World." She grimaced at the article. The press was framing their marriage as a power move, speculating on how it would affect the dynamics within Stone Enterprises. Some questioned her motives, others called it a strategic alliance, and a few even claimed it was a desperate attempt by Liam to secure control over his uncle, Victor.