Loving The Cold Hearted Mr Ceo Novels & Stories

Simon was incensed too, and he snarled through his teeth, "I'm old, but not senile! A kid like her doesn't hold a candle to me! If she wants Starstream so badly, I'll teach her why people should be careful about what they wish for!" Noel finally stopped crying at that and smiled evilly. After all, she would take everything from Cordy—her family, her reputation, her love interest, and her money. And Cordy had never won against her, not once! - The CEO's office on top of Levine Ventures' headquarters had a perfect view of North City, with its glass wall taking up three sides of the room. The interior was monochrome, but the solemness did not lose in extravagance. Randy Martin was listing the d

The man from the car, the one who had stepped out like he owned every shadow around him… The man who had watched her with that impossible calm. He was here. In her building. Two floors above. Her pulse jumped. Heat rushed to her face. She tried to steady her hands, gripping her coffee cup like a lifeline. Every instinct screamed to hide, to curl into herself. Her legs refused to move fast enough. People continued to buzz around her. Some whispered behind hands, eyes flicking toward the elevator. A sudden announcement echoed through the office’s PA system. “Ladies and gentlemen, the CEO is here. Please welcome Mason Hart.”

They were ruling. __NEXT WEEK__ [Clifford Business Empire Headquarters] Matte-black Rolls-Royce Phantom glided to a stop with silent authority. The driver opened the rear door. Leonard Clifford emerged—tall, broad-shouldered, black suit tailored sharp. Dark hair flawless. Ice-blue eyes scanning the world with cool detachment. Staff straightened. Conversations died. The lobby felt smaller in his presence. He moved straight to his private elevator. Top floor. No words. No smiles.

“What do you mean?” “Your ex, Miggy,” she whispered dramatically. “He got transferred to another department. Just like that.” “What?” I blinked. “All of a sudden?” “Yup!” Romeo chimed in. “Word is, the CEO ordered it himself. We were shooketh. It’s giving K-drama energy, sister!” “I swear,” Rose added with a sigh. “If I ever date a CEO, I’d tattoo his name on my forehead. But alas—our level is too low.”

His heart had been shattered once, by his very first love, a woman he had loved wholeheartedly. Years ago before he inherited his father's chain of companies, his fiancée had ripped out his heart and destroyed it, turning him into a cold hearted man with zero feelings. He tried not to think about that day he gave up on love, but someone had mentioned her name at the meeting earlier and all his memories came cascading back. He didn't love her anymore. All he felt for her was hate, an extreme hate that threatened to consume him. A car sped past, its headlights bright and glaring. Derek ducked quickly, shielding his face. Driving that late and all alone without a single bodyguard was a very big

“He’s either in love with chaos or Delilah paid him well.” Henry stood, walked to the glass wall of his office, and stared out over the city like a villain plotting from a skyscraper. “I’m not letting anyone mess with what we’re building, Karen.” She softened a little at that. “You mean the company?” He turned, eyes steady. “I mean you. Us.” And just like that, the Cold-Hearted CEO showed a crack. Just a small one. But it was enough. Karen tried not to smile, but her heart definitely skipped.

The timing had been too clean, too deliberate, the kind of move that required money and patience and a particular type of coldness that Emma had but her father had more of. Emma operated on emotion even when she pretended otherwise. David Ray operated on calculation, always had, and this had calculation written all over it. She had refused his deal. This was his five days running out. “Where is he,” Sarah said. Sophie looked at her carefully. “The actor?” “Yes.” Sophie put an address on the desk! But before you let's grab lunch at the cafeteria. As Sophie and Sarah made their way to the Lu Cooprative’s cafeteria, they noticed several pairs of eyes watching them, accompanied by hushed whisper

"Okay, I'll let you eat pizza" Vivs looked at her but still glaring to hide the joy she felt. "The healthy one." Her expression softened and nodded before going back to watching TV. She was trying to hide her smile but couldn't contain it. Time passed by and she got bored so she turned the TV off and went back to the kitchen to watch him cook. She went back to her position earlier. She was smiling while watching him. Who would've thought that the CEO of one of the most profitable, famous and riches company in the country would cook for her, a mere model whom he doesn't even know that well.

"If you must know, our CEO has a heart made of ice. Just listen to me. I did several seductions with him, with no effect. He's like a rock when his decision is made up, so don't waste your energy. .." "Well, I'll wait for the day that his ice melts, and I'm sure that day will come when Iza falls in love with someone else. I don't think he'll be able to handle that because I know he's way beyond in love with my friend. He's a possessive jackass..." "And a multi-billionaire business tycoon," Levitra remarked. "It's possible that something happened, so there was a cold war between them. Love can melt anyone's heart, so if they love each other, their love will find a way..."

My eyes burnt from staring at the screen continuously, and my eyelids felt heavy. "Cold-hearted CEO, making me work a week before my own wedding." I mumbled to myself, pressing on the keys harder and faster. "He probably has a toilet schedule according to a written contract," I went on, muttering in the small office. "Selfish, inconsiderate, cruel...I swear the man has ice in his veins." "Don't you think I'd be dead if ice flowed in my veins instead of blood?" A deep baritone voice replied smoothly, dangerously calm, making my heart leap into my throat.