Komik Ceo Novels & Stories

They knock me back with such force that I stumble, gripping the door handle for support. Jessica jumps at the noise, and turns to face me, "Are you okay?" I'm so embarrassed. That was so dramatic and unnecessary, but the shock hit me like a tidal wave. "Sabrina," Jessica smiles, gesturing for me to come forward, "Meet the CEO of EarthX Enterprises, and your new boss, Atlas Collins." Atlas. The man who has been haunting my dreams since our chance meeting a few days ago. The man with the most unique eyes I've ever seen that turn me into literal putty.

I inquired. “ What person doesn't know him? I mean, he and CEO Kasper are the homme fatale of the business world,” one of them went. “ He's the CEO of MooBi entertainment and he's definitely more than capable and is a lot nicer than CEO Kasper. Well, as long as you don't come close to him or touch him,” she emphasized on the last part. How was he exactly nice then if he wouldn't let anyone close to him? Even Kasper wasn't this haughty.

I said casually. He blew a whistle. "Those things cost a fortune." I nodded. If $18,000 was a fortune to him then I guess it cost a fortune. "Don't tell me you're an assassin by night, gorgeous innocent beauty by day." I laughed even though I struggled to hold it in. He was funny; I had to admit. "I'm the CEO of Kelz Wear. You've probably never heard of it." He shrieked, "Get out of here. For real?"

I'm sleeping in a condo here in New York. "Very good! Miss Mendoza! Your works and ideas are both amazing.. Is there's any violent reactions?" asked the CEO and board of directors of Nescafe Company.. The CEO of DMMC smiled as if he expected it.. "I look at your ideas to be the cover of this project..very costly but for the audience it looks great.." they happily commented..

co has taught his esteemed staff. Even though Kolex.co is a known International company, the founder and owner, referred to as the Chief, is a mysterious person who has never even appeared for his awards. The main CEO, Juma Cain Namu, was only known when he arrived in the country. The Chairman, Desmond Mendoza, also is hardly known by the public until now that the other heads have seen him. In short, all the important staff only have their names in the board of recognition of talents or achievements or awards, but their pictures and details are always hidden.

A glossy 8x10 headshot of a man stared back at me, all sharp cheekbones, icy blue eyes, and a smirk that probably made stockbrokers wet their pants. “Let me guess,” I deadpanned. “Another billionaire with a God complex? What's his crime, killing puppies? Or does he enjoy watching peasants like me suffer.” “It's not funny.” Frank rolled his eyes. “He is Lucian Cross. The CEO of Cross Media Entertainment who just bought out three rival networks. Rumor has it he's got skeletons in his closet big enough to sell papers for months.” He leaned in, his coffee breath making my eyes water. “Get me something explosive, or start cleaning out your desk.”

her face glowed with laughter. “Ah, that explains it. I was almost about to mistake your personality. Don't worry, I am a dark romance girl myself.” She said with a wink and chuckled. Jack Smith, the CEO of JK enterprises. My good mood faded at the sight of him. The bastard is my cousin's best friend and also a jerk like them. He and my cousin's are after the grandpa's Romano groups and have been trying to take over for a long time and this bastard also tricked a lot of money from the company.

It was everything I'd ever dreamed. And then, last week, everything came tumbling down. The sale of Celebrity Spark and its subsidiaries was finalized, and they started cutting jobs left and right. Even the Editor-in-Chief is on his way out, and in the meantime, Roman Everet, the CEO of the company that now owns us, has set himself up in the Celebrity Spark conference room to oversee the magazine's transition. Apparently he's the "hands on" type of mogul and likes to handle these things himself. In other words, he's a complete control freak.

These small shareholders didn't even have the qualification to attend the meeting. Amelia looked unfamiliar: "If I'm not mistaken, you all are now relying on the Cromwell Group to make a living. I am the current CEO of the Cromwell Group, Howard. I have only been in charge of the company for a short time, and I do have some doubts. These people don't seem like old employees of the Cromwell family. Is it just by buying some shares that they can show off to me as the CEO, or is our Cromwell family really not doing well, that even they can claim to be elders."

I smirked. I dismissed him to savor my remaining time alone. I’m ready for every question both companies has for me. At the corner of my eyes, I caught some newspapers piled up at the side of the settee. Deo gathers them diligently for me every day. On the top of it, the big bold headline reads, ‘Business Tycoon, CEO James of Zel Cantheliz, Dies at 58. His Heir Should Follow Suit’. It was a hate article by the company’s enemies. Nothing new about it. I just laughed at all the ill wishing all this people did against me.