How About That Bad Company Novels & Stories

"Yara, I heard you're leaving because of me. Please don't. Mr. Cromwell really loves you. He can't live without you. I'm sorry. I'll resign today, okay?" She grabbed a blank sheet off Derrick's desk and started pretending to write a resignation letter. I couldn't help it—I laughed. But Derrick didn't see through her. He rushed over, snatched the paper and pen from her like some knight in shining armor. "This has nothing to do with you. You're innocent. If anyone should leave, it's not you." Molly blinked dramatically. "But if Yara goes... what'll happen to the company?" "I don't believe the company can't run without her."

I need that bad boy to fuck me so hard that I will scream his name, thinking about him got me arouse with lust. I could really see me and Harlem being an idol at school, while all the girls will get jealous of me, and the guys will envy Harlem including Jackson. Because he will have the popular girl on his arm. I cannot wait til we build our fountain of love. I could feel the envy of Charmaine losing Harlem to me, that the way the world works. And so far everything will benefit me, I have the perfect plan to ged rid of Jackson. It will have to involve a girl, as dump as Jackson is he will fall for it no matter what. In the end the good girls always win, that what I am a good girl seeking a b

“Sir, it's someone from The Madon's company,” the man told leaving Owen to be momentarily stunned. “Madon? Maverick Madon's company,” Owen asked again to make sure the man wasn't telling a lie. Why would someone from the Madon company try to disrupt the stocks? This company doesn't have anything to offer Madon that is like the giant empire of the city. So why would they try to ruin this little company? Owen tried to rack his brain to think of anyone he might have come in contact with from The Madon's company, that he might have offended but he couldn't think of anyone.

Marshall asked turning to her "Yes, is that a problem?" "Mr. Marshall wants to know why you excluded his company" "Hmmm, I don't know your company products appliances" "I told you earlier" "Perhaps she didn't find your company good enough to be included with Black empire" "That's not it, I must have skipped...what's the name again" "Gmax" Yasmin pretend like she's having a long thought and have everyone's eyes on her waiting to hear her answer She remember not picking the company because of the bad reviews about their products not reliable and not last-longing

Just knowing that there was someone on my side, someone who understood me and was willing to fight for me was enough to keep me going. "Thank you for saying that. I just can't help but feel terrible. I keep asking myself what exactly I did wrong." "You didn't do anything. Bad people don't need a reason to be bad." He took his seat on the space beside me as he said the words. "I know, right? They pushed me to a company with bad rep while they get to stay at headquarters and rake in money without doing any real work. And yet, all they can think of is sabotaging me."

When she heard these words, she didn't know what he was talking about at all. "Zena, what on earth did you do?" Zena's mind completely went blank. After a long while, she looked at Albert, "Did Jimmy... tell you about that?" "Is there any need for him to tell me that?" Albert closed his eyes, "Why do you always want to do bad things? Now, Meng Company is going to be shut down. Are you satisfied?" "That won't happen. How could Meng Company go bankrupt? Dad, don't joke with me." Zena said as her body trembled. She did not dare to believe these words, "That won't happen."

“Although, I did call him an asshole.” “You already did something bad,” Lyndon said flatly. “He just didn’t entertain it.” He wasn’t wrong. The man complained, sure, but he never pushed it further. “His employee told me he owns a big company near the snack bar.” I added. “A big company?” Lyndon gasped. “What company is near the snack bar?” I frowned, trying to remember. “Brandless,” he started listing. “Stellar Company—” “That one?” I asked.

“Mr Alvin, did you or did you not threaten to kill Mr Doven and every other member of the Madrin Company if they came near your company?“ “Yes, I did. I didn't—” “You did say a thing like that?“ asked the FBI man with a surprised voice. “Do you know what a semantic talk like—” “Just fu*king let me talk!“ screamed Alvin. They all looked at him in surprise and disbelief. How dare him shout at an FBI officer like that? “This is all a big misunderstanding,” Alvin calmly started. “The Madrin Company is only doing this to make our stock go down and make us derail from our business train—just because my company didn't agree to sign a partnership deal with them."

The cool cash he gave me is the only reason I laid my life down for him. “What are you thinking about, N?” His teasing voice came forth as he tickled my arm. He wanted me to see my reaction, I can see through him. “Uhm, nothing.” I gave him a big smile as he pulled me into his chest. The ride to the company wasn’t as far as he mentioned, so by the time we reached, some of the workers were just arriving. Whilst the driver came down to open the car door for Liam, I was already out of the car staring at the magnificent company before us: Spencer Ltd.

“Have you ever done something so bad and know it’s wrong, but you still do it no matter the consequence?” Yeah, like fucking your daughter. I think I can relate. “I think we all have in our life. What have you done that’s so bad?” “You have no idea how bad I screwed up. I mean, she was just there and looking at me all innocent. Fuck, I should have stopped myself from getting so close to this girl. Now, it’s too late to forget her. It’s like she’s everywhere I go. What would you do if you were in my situation?”