Eleven Months As My Ceo's Wife Novels & Stories

"You own Cross Enterprises stock?" "No I don't even have a trading account. And technically, I'm your wife on paper corporate law restricts senior executives' spouses from trading company stock. Not interested in a call from the SEC." "You know corporate law now, too?" His eyebrow lifted, something amused creeping into his tone. Joy laughed, awkward. "Huh? Oh that's just from some drama. Business shows always have that plotline, picked it up somewhere." Sensing the conversation veering dangerous, Joy steered it back fast.

"Oh, this is too good! Alexander Carter, CEO and eligible bachelor, desperately seeking a wife. Should we put an ad in the classifieds?" Her husband joined in. "Maybe we should start interviewing candidates. Create a shortlist." "I don't need help finding someone," I said through gritted teeth. Aunt Elizabeth, who'd been quietly knitting in the corner, looked up. "What about that nice PR director at your company? Jennifer, something?" "She's married, Mother," Victoria said. "Oh. Well, what about your assistant?" "I'm not marrying my assistant, Aunt Elizabeth." Grandfather Harold raised his hand for silence. "The terms are set. Six months from today."

A woman, in the morning, was holding hands with the CEO, in the car! He had never seen a woman within one meter close to the CEO Ever since he had worked for him, and it's nearly five years! The secretary's heart was being shattered by all the commotion. Mr Bates pulled himself together and said, "this is Mrs Yates. She is the CEO wife."

“This role requires a high level of discretion and emotional stability, so we like to get a sense of the couple dynamic.” Couple dynamic. I forced a smile. George answered most of the first questions, steady, calm, believable. How long have you been married? “Three years.” “Is that your child?” George glanced at Aaron. “Yes.” I nodded,adding softly,“He just turned five.” “Wonderful,” another woman said, clearly pleased. “And you’re comfortable with long hours? Late nights with the CEO’s schedule can be unpredictable.” “I am,” I said quickly. “I don’t mind.”

she added. Her heels rang on the glass floor of her company, she took off the coat she was wearing in front of me and threw it on her desk. "Mrs.Crosby!" I loudly said her name. She looked at me, her forehead was wrinkled and her eyebrows met. "And don't call me by my name, call me the Ceo of Moon. we're doing business here! this time I am not your wife and you're just one of my employees doing business here to have money." she immediately answered me that I did not answer immediately.

She looked back at the people in front of her to continue her speech. “R.B. promises to serve every one of you well with this new development, welcome to R.B. Raw Material Production Building,” she said, cutting the ribbon and walking to the door to open it. Kendrick kept looking at her all the time she stood in front, addressing the people present. How could he not know his wife is the Ceo? He regretted never asking her about her background when they first met. Was his mom aware when she made that decision? A lot of people crowded her to congratulate her as they moved into the building. He remembered when she came back late. He never thought it was too late because a mere secretary won't st

I rolled my eyes as I looked at Rex and all I could think of was how miserable my life would be now with him being my new boss. We got dismissed and everyone was busy trying to fix whatever they were slacking behind on. I get, who would love to miss out on the new incentives? "How then, do you intend to cope since your ex husband is now the CEO of The Eleven? I thought you said he was into Real Estate and now, he is now the fuckin' CEO of a multimillion hotel and resort. Don't tell me this dude is that wealthy?" She scoffed as she looked at me. "How do you expect me to know, Marie?" I rolled my eyes as we walked down to where we could board a taxi home.

Steven's words made the already tense atmosphere freeze over. Michelle gaped in astonishment, her eyes fixed on Winter's stunning, icy face. Her heart pounded. She'd asked before about the rumors online, but Winter had brushed them off, and she hadn't pressed further. After all, how could the CEO's actual wife work like a grunt in the grueling R&D department without even being a permanent employee? She'd been nothing but a low-tier temporary employee on contract! What kind of bizarre marriage dynamic was this?

I sat back properly too see him staring straight. “Angry?” I asked, moving my hand to touch his hair and then directly to the scalp, making him lean back in a relaxing position while I moved my fingers. “Yes and no.” he replied, making me pause, but he shook his head as if wishing me to continue and I did. “No because I am proud that my wife is thinking of the employees which is good for a CEO’s wife. And Yes, because she is not taking advantage of being in the workplace with her husband.” He explained and I laughed shaking my head.

That woman had been out of our lives for a long time and my marriage with Pierce was as beautiful as a fairy tale for the past three years. I glanced at the clock on the wall. At this point, Pierce should have gotten off the plane. He was over a month of traveling for the sake of our family’s business. Pierce was the President of ADE, the leading fashion magazine company all over Asia, and I was actually the Vice President of the company. We were not only life partners but also good partners at work.