Female Ceo Novels & Stories

Elijah Shaking my head as the minx walks out of the door, and I sit back down with an amused smile on my face. So Cameron Westwood is a female CEO with her own company, not a male who squandered his own business to the ground. I must admit that I was being a tad bit harsh with her, but I treated her as I would any business owner. Last night’s wine in my face didn’t bruise my ego, and I am sure she would assume this is the reason for my comments. But as I went over her resume and proposal, I saw something terribly amiss with her company.

How can I resist her when she is well seated on my lap, disturbing my manhood? “It's okay.” I caressed her laps gently. “Did the meeting go well?” “Yes, it did.” She smiled. “And guess who is the latest female CEO in the country?” She exclaimed. I looked at her, obviously surprised. “Me!” She jubilated. I squinted my eyes in shock. “What do you mean?”

Gathering her belongings briefly, she took out the envelope she prepared earlier from her bag and headed for the conference room. Nine o’clock in the morning. The meeting room was already filled with executives of Famous Entertainment. Seeing her coming in, everyone greeted her with sincerity and hypocrisy. After all, the courage she had shown in the past two years impressed most of them, but there was still a small portion that felt she was simply a young and naïve girl who was a little unqualified for such an important position. Priscilla had no time to think about what these people were thinking and walked to her seat and sat down.

He maintained his quiet stance and took his food until a female employee came up to him. “You must be the new Secretary who embarrassed Miss Evelyn.” “Umm..yes… “I am the HR manager.” She cut in secretly as she stretched her hand forward and Luca took it reluctantly. “You should come to our table, the others have been talking about you non-stop on the group chat.”

Metropolitan is going DOWN. I pulled up the ownership information. The CEO was a woman named Patricia Whitmore. The name tickled something in my memory. I'd met her at a charity gala years ago. She'd been drunk and loud and had cornered me about investing in her media company. I'd declined politely at first, then firmly when she wouldn't take no for an answer. What else did I know about her? I went to my safe and began ransacking the files of dirt I had on big men and women of NYC.

I say as I place the phone in my ear. “Yes, boss,” Faith replies through the intercom between my office and her reception desk. Faith is probably the only person I trust with every detail of my life. Besides being my secretary, PA, or whatever you want to call her, she is a dear friend and married to Sawyer. “Get Sawyer on the line and schedule a meeting with Fairchild’s CEO,” I let out, and the laughter on the other side forces me to raise an eyebrow while she laughs uncontrollably. “What the fuck is wrong with you?” I ask, and when she stops laughing with a snort, and she finally responds.

“ I think she might, you signed a document that stated that the owns forty percent of Colton Fashion, which is the other merging part, that means that you recognized the fact that she owns J. and J. ” “ She might have a case, but I am not giving her the company”. “ There is one more thing, she has filed for a divorce”. Liam exclaimed, and Carter felt his heart shatter to pieces as he lowered his eyelid. “ Do you have her address? ”. “ Yes sir, She is the CEO of Mona Empire, so I think that you should be able to find her there”. Liam explained, and Carter picked up his iPad and walked out of the building.

Chris replied, pulling me closer and giving me a kiss on the head. I smiled and hugged him briefly. "Thank you, Chris," I said sincerely. "Excuse me," we both turned our heads toward the source of the voice. "My name is Angela, and I'm a journalist from Scandal Motion magazine. Are you Minerva Finn and Christopher Samuels?" Chris and I exchanged surprised glances. This was even better than we could have hoped for. If we were in a magazine, no one could say it was all a lie. Both of us nodded at the woman standing in front of us. She wore a dark green dress and tall heels. She took a notepad and pen from her bag.