Novel & Cerita Craving My Ruthless Ceo

I knew Damon was as ruthless in his business as he was in real life, but I didn’t know he made pretty girls cry. “It’s okay. That’s the third interview of the day, and it’s nothing new,” Rahul replied. “Come on, it’s your turn.” I braced myself when he knocked on the door with a shiny label that read, CEO Damon Grant. “Enter,” came a brusque reply. I clenched my hand in a fist and stepped in.

’ The clicking and flashing hastened with the fierce speed of the typing sounds. The clog in my throat returned. In a blink, I saw him—shadowed under a hood—and then he was gone. My stomach churned like a wild beast. ‘As of today, I am stepping up as the CEO of Lux Corp. We are returning to my father’s vision of global expansion. Thank you.’ I stood up—my chair flew back with a loud crash—and I bolted out of there. ***** I vomited. Tears gushed down like mad. From a broken heart or a guilty soul, I can’t tell. I couldn’t stop crying—and purging like a fucking uncontrollable sewage pipe.

Please I will give you any amount of money you need, just mention it and I will sign the cheque for you , she tried negotiating with her kidnappers, but none of them answered her. At this juncture, she now realized that who ever that her kidnap wanted her dead. She was so scared , she didn't want to die this early because she still have many accomplished dream and she has always dreamt of a grand wedding with her boyfriend Mo Yichen and having a happy family ththundered An idea now flashed in her head, Don't you dear do anything stupid to me, my boyfriend is the heir of Money corporation. He won't let you off if anything happens to me, so let me go this minute!! She thundered, hoping that

"I have cravings for meat ." "Are you saying that you are pregnant?* "No I am not pregnant. I only crave meat." "Do you want one now?" "Yes,but a raw one. A full turkey or chicken." Alex eyed the Queen for a while. "Please Alex ." Alex went to the kitchen and made his request. Mrs Jones gave him a full turkey. Alex paid 30 coins. Carmen did not wait long, she grabbed the turkey and began to eat. She licked any blood that covered parts of her mouth. And licked every finger with blood on it.

If it was her pussy I was craving for, I can go fuck another bitch and wash it off my veins, this way, I wouldn't get too obsessed more than I already was. Throughout the night, I busy myself with paperwork and strategies on how to snake my way into the Irish mafia and avenge the death of my mobstar, whom they killed. I wasn't going to let it slide on any condition. They should know that by now. I didn't sleep a wink and when it was exactly thirty minutes past seven in the morning, I walked downstairs in my grey pants, with no shirt on. I wanted some green tea to start my day, and everyone, except for the chef, who was preparing breakfast for the family, were still asleep.

"Do you want me to," "Would you want to?" "Suck you off? I... sure," it was adorable having him hesitate. Oscar was the CEO of the Davenport group, the company that has been within the Davenport family for decades. I was sure that he was ruthless at his job to get to the point where he became the CEO. But now, seeing him unsure and vulnerable just made my cock throb with needs. "Face the mirror, I couldn't get enough of your adorable blush. I'm going to slide my cock between your cheeks and you're going to watch and feel how good it'll be when I'm inside you for real."

I asked. He let out a short laughter. “You sure dream don't you.” My fist clenched beside me. If this spoilt tycoon would give me a penny for every time he humiliated me, I would already be half as wealthy as he was. He pulled me roughly to his side and lifted my chin to meet his eyes. “Look around you Layla, you can barely count the number of rooms on this building. I am the fucking CEO of the Crawford family business. Congratulations on your well played act, this is as rich as you'll ever get in your life and afterlife.”

I catch myself admiring the cut of his suit, the strength in his frame, and instantly berate myself for noticing. He’s still got that raw, full-blooded maleness that once drew me in. But I won’t let him see that I remember. I won’t let him see anything. I swallow hard as I remove my sunglasses, revealing eyes that are sharp, unforgiving. I’m known as the ruthless CEO, and I intend to keep it that way. Ethan taught me that. He made me what I am.

What a sweet name for such an arrogant personality There was also the last guy; Dino Cruz, who also worked in this company, yet his position wasn’t revealed He must be a big deal since he’s also the son of the director Speaking of which, I can’t believe Nathaniel is the son of Adrian Cruz, no wonder he was easily elected as the CEO I stared at the computer again, out of these three who should I provoke then? I’ll start with the dad; Mr. Adrian Cruz since there is a higher possibility that he is just as arrogant and cruel as his son I’ll have to find out how to come in contact with him The intercom on my desk rang startling me out of my planning and I glared at the damn thing before picking i

My body is operating on autopilot while my mind splinters into pieces. My car is where I left it. A lifetime ago, when I was still stupid enough to believe in love and loyalty and happily ever after. I slide into the driver’s seat and just sit there, staring at nothing. Marcus works for Ashford Global. One of the most powerful companies in the city. He’s a VP, reports directly to... My stomach turns. Dante Ashford. The Dante Ashford. Billionaire CEO whose face appears in Forbes with regularity. Only attributed with the adjectives “ruthless,” “brilliant,” and “dangerous.”