Dangerous Ceo Manhwa Novels & Stories

"It will be hard this time. They are your enemies — and the top mafia family in the world, right now." "I don't fucking care who they are." The words came out low first, and then rose, cracking against the walls of the room like something unleashed. "Lance is mine. And only mine. If I can't have him — no one can have him either." A fist slammed against what remained of the table. "*Shouts.*" "...Boss, but... we have to wait a while." The man on the phone pressed on despite the danger of it, because someone had to. "You recently made your appearance. They're all on alert right now."

My brows furrowed. I opened the message, and my jaw instantly tightened at what I read: Zaid is in danger. He is currently being beaten by the men he got into a fight with at the bar. He’s at D’Beat Restobar and needs your help. Otherwise, he might end up crippled because of the men holding a grudge against him.

“Do you want to go get lunch somewhere? My doms are out shopping for my birthday gifts or something.” “Aren’t you afraid they’ll fuck or suck one another off or something?” Trent asks. “Not really and if they do it’ll be hot. I kind of want to watch Gabriel plow Dominic’s ass. If I tell them that, I bet they’d do it. They’re both kinky as fuck and I love it!” I laugh as Trent climbs into my passenger seat. “So you are in love with this sexy CEO and some other older dude?” Trent asks.

His threat humbled me, and I froze in place, taking note of the malicious aura that radiated off him. I closed my eyes, battling the storm of emotions raging inside me. His touch was intoxicating, his words stirring a desire I couldn't deny. With a mix of frustration and longing, I reached for the pen and signed my name on the dotted line of the contract. This was akin to signing your soul to the devil. The CEO was a devil, tempting me, pushing me against my limits, and relishing in the torture he inflicted on me. A devil. A sadist. That was what he was.

Sarah asked, a little annoyed. "Because you rarely eat," Sarah replied. "Chelsea, we still have weeks before my first check," she sighed. "That's if I do not tire and quit because of the maniac," she said. "No hold on, continue working, we tested cripple and he is safe," she said. Sarah looked at her, confused. "A dangerous CEO would be doing number four on the list on you, but instead he ran off to cool off," she pointed out. "So either he is a man of principles or a virgin," she smiled.

I have to graduate, so that Mom and I can fulfill my dreams. I was busy fixing other things when someone knocked. That's Anjo. "My co -worker at Sofiya's house texted me. They're looking for me. Didn't I say goodbye too?" scratching his head he said and smiled. "But that's not the problem. The one in your mansion got into trouble. Taiden allegedly went astray in the mansion and they were beaten by his friend. But Lea didn't tell me who it was. Mang Jojo is your driver so he caught the gossip. "

The heavy oak doors of the CEO’s office swung open with a bang. Elena didn’t just walk in; she strutted, her hips swinging in a pencil skirt that was definitely two inches shorter than HR policy allowed. She had unbuttoned the top of her blouse and applied a fresh layer of dark red lipstick, certain she was finally getting her big moment with the boss. "You called for me, Mr. Hill?" Elena purred, keeping her eyes on the floor to look modest. "I knew you’d realize that having your 'wife' here was just a waste of time. I have the files you—"

Lately every interaction between them crossed lines neither seemed able to stop crossing. Vivian lowered her voice carefully. “Why does this bother you so much?” Damien went silent immediately. Wrong question. Or maybe the right one. Because something dangerous moved behind his eyes before disappearing beneath restraint. “You’re important to this firm,” he said finally. There it was again. Coward. The word flashed through Vivian’s mind instantly. Damien kept hiding behind professionalism every time things became emotionally honest. And somehow that irritated her more than it should. “You know,” she said quietly, “for someone who claims Roman manipulates everything…”

When Patrick adds Mafia members and continues what his Boss has built in South Korea, he manages to disguise their identity as a mafia group. No one knows that Laura is a Mafia in the outfit of a famous CEO in Korea. Yes. Laura managed to build a company that was able to become the strongest company in the country. If someone tricked him to make a lose big. Not only will he take the money back, but the person's life will also be made as a penance for sins.

Maybe this was a trap, maybe this was a Ponzi scheme or the front for an illicit money laundering and drug circle. My imagination ran wild, pulling at different threads of trashy guilty pleasure novels I had read about women falling into a world of danger and criminal activity once they were approached by a brooding CEO. Though Corbyn Emerson didn’t appear to be a Mafia Lord or gang leader, he seemed too proper for that. And judging from the lack of visible tattoos that didn’t seem like the best conclusion to come to.. After staring at the small rectangle of a card that wasn’t even really a card more like a thin sheet of metal, it felt more like a credit card than a piece of fancily printed