Craving My Ruthless Ceo 소설 & 이야기

There were a lot of sacrifices involved, like being the first to arrive and the last to leave. Just thinking about him annoyed her. Damian Steele and Andrew were cut from the same cloth. Both were arrogant, cheating bastards who thought the sun shone from their asses, but Mr Steele was worth billions and paid her salary, so at least he had that going for him. Her heels echoed as she walked into the lobby. There was no one there yet except the night security. She took small steps across the stone floors with the new shoes pinching her toes, keeping her head down so she wouldn’t have to see the looks on the security guys’ faces. She would end up on her ass before the morning was over.

Rosa’s mind raced through half forgotten memories from her old office job. Alexander Wade, CEO of Wade Holdings. Ruthless. Brilliant. Dangerous. Of course. Because fate didn’t just hit her with a car. It hit her with a billionaire.

“Your rivals must hate you tonight.” The man said it with a half smile that didn’t even reach his eyes, envy bleeding through his breath. Adrien didn’t even bother to slow down. He gave him a quick smile, which was gone as soon as it showed and kept on walking. The man’s eyes dropped first. Adrien didn’t need to answer. Silence said more than he ever would. Adrien Cross is thirty two years old and already a self made billionaire. And the youngest CEO of Cross Enterprises. He is mean and ruthless, he didn't even feel the weight of the world he carried it like as if it belonged to him daring anyone to take it back.

Kyra is his obsession, his punishment, and his prey. Steven Blackwood doesn’t love he dominates, he torments, he claims. Resistance brings pain; surrender brings chaos. Trapped in his mansion, surrounded by fear, jealousy, and the shadowed eyes of those who serve him, she must navigate a world where innocence is weakness and temptation is unavoidable. Every moment in his grasp threatens to break her, and survival is not escape, it is submission to a man who bends desire and fear into a power only he understands. In the hands of a devil who refuses to be denied, she may lose everything…even herself.

VICTORIA I sit curled on the sofa, the iPad heavy in my lap, the television buzzing in the background. My face feels hot even though the room is cool. Every channel, every headline, every whisper of the world outside—it’s all about us. About Chase. About me. They are dragging us through the mud. I scroll and scroll, my eyes burning. The headlines are cruel, each word twisting like a knife. Chase Sterling unfit for leadership… CEO embroiled in scandal… whispers of criminal intent.

Justin’s office felt unnervingly silent. The man sat behind a large black-glass desk, but his mind was far from the neatly arranged documents before him. His eyes were fixed on the monitor, replaying a nearly one-hour video that had just been sent by Teddy, his most trusted man. Justin’s expression was cold and calculating. On the screen, a petite young woman was cleaning the restroom area of his nightclub. He watched her every movement without blinking, as if he were observing a puzzle-filled film that stirred both curiosity and anger inside him.

“From now on… these feet own you.” Skyler Voss — the ruthless CEO who controlled empires — had finally met his match. And he couldn’t wait to kneel again.

She is shocked to see him after 5 years, she wants to run out of his office, just from the look he is giving her, it takes all her willpower just to stand there and not bolt. “Heaven help me, why is fate playing such a cruel joke on me, why him of all people, have I not suffered enough”. The person standing in front of her is Rodrigo Reyes, 28 years old, CEO of Reyes Holding, one of the largest group of companies in both America and Europe. Reyes Holdings is a family-owned enterprise and at the head is Rodrigo Reyes, he was promoted to CEO two years back and since then Reyes Holding has been going from strength to strength. He is charming and a very smart businessman, but he is also known fo

He was losing control, and that made him dangerous. His right-hand man, Rafael, suddenly turned back, as if he had felt the heat of my glares burning into his boss’s back. I didn’t bother hiding it. Instead, I flashed him my brightest, most unsettling grin. His eyes narrowed before he turned away. 'Soon, Rafael. You'll be part of this too.' The pieces were all in place: the crisis, the catalyst, the megaphone, and the ruthless CEO. Showtime. I set down my ladle with a clank, ripped off my hairnet, and tossed my apron aside. My fingers worked quickly through my auburn curls, smoothing them into something presentable. I tugged at my jeans and took a deep breath.