Company Of One Novels & Stories

He said as he took the first step into the safe box. Surprisingly it was awfully empty and the only thing that laid in the middle was a podium and a brown peice of laker on it. "Another fucking dead end." Roxanne said with a sigh as they approached the paper, Lance looking at every white place around the room. When Roxanne reached the podium, she picked the paper and was surprised see that it wasn't just another dead end, rather, instead it came as a shock to her when she realized that the company had been running for nearly ten years, had a pharmaceutical branch and it was registered under her name!

He smiled and putting one of his hands on her shoulders, he let her know with that gesture that, whatever was going to happen, whatever they wanted, it was going to be okay with him as long as the company didn’t have to suffer any damage. “Thank you,” he whispered. And then, he turned to left ready to get into that room. The woman sighed. Nothing good was going to come out of that. Company Ferrer. The imposing building of around 51 stories, the letters of the abbreviation of the Ferrer family bathed in golden and a luxury welcoming at the entrance, Cameron couldn’t help but smile. Finally, the day she waited for so long had arrived.

Thank you to everyone who supported me, y'all are part of this success. FURTHER ANNOUNCEMENT: One In A Million will have its spin-off, Run. This one will show how the world works outside the facility during the time they were battling with the parasites and zombies. Lawrence and Georgia will be the lead characters here. I will write it soon, so, stay tuned! Live long, Mickeys!

Jim turned his car over to park it underground. The building was larger than his own company building, truly spectacular, with the walls completely covered with one-way glasses. He could see his reflection on a corner of the wall, away from the main entrance, where swarms of people rushed in and out. It was about lunchtime and the only free time these people had in the whole day. He even heard rumors they overwork their workers until they pass out. Only they knew how much was the truth. Just as he cuddled Chico, his dear two years old pet, he saw a middle-aged woman getting out of her luxurious navy blue car. He recognized the car at once, the logo of a curved ‘D’ carved on the back delicate

Raymond to cancel their plan to hire me. The thing I least expected was that Leopold was very soft-spoken. It shocked again me when I learned that my work reports would go directly to him. That means I have to account for all my work in front of Leopold. Pequira is still a small company, despite its unicorn status. A CEO like Leopold directly oversees the minutiae of each company's management departments.

DAMON After driving for about ten minutes, we got to the house. The gate was opened. His car door—the driver’s side—was also opened. The silence in the compound was deafening, I couldn't just hear my breathing loudly but Mason's too. The place was dead silent.

Liam couldn’t hide his surprise “You need to see the news!” Thomas told his buddies “This must be her dirty work! That bitch, went too far!” Duncan said it angrily Luke quickly checked the news and found William's business fell down for illegal product and tax issues. The C Corporation stocks crushed and within hours, the company fighting to stay afloat.

Prologue Part One LUCAS couldn't be bothered with the rest of the day. It had been horrible, starting off with losing his school backpack so he was late, and then Miss Jill had the nerve to put him in detention! He ended up missing the first half of lunch meaning there was no apple crumble left for him. That was his favourite! And to top it all off, some boy peed their pants in class and it was really hot so it stank up the classroom.

Still smiling, she threw in, "Mr. Cromwell and I have a client meeting later. Just leave the docs on his desk. Oh—and tidy up his office before you go." Then she strutted off like she owned the floor, heels clicking, mood sky-high. Around me, the office fell quiet. My coworkers shot me that awkward look—half pity, half helpless. Everyone knew Derrick Cromwell, CEO of Vantrel Corp, was my fiancé. Everyone also knew he blatantly played favorites, and Molly was his number one. He'd yanked her from another firm, made her director, then handed her a million-dollar project I'd busted two months bringing in and prepping.

That made me angry. "A month ago, I've been looking someone to take that place and your name always been on the list because you're Hollywood Princess. You're known so he won't be able to touch you because he will break into pieces again. Nate is the owner of Crone Company that produces airplane. So if he dares to do something with you, the whole world will turn their eyes to him and his reputation will go down."