Marrying The Ceo Novels & Stories

She finally asks gently , “Do you want to talk about it?” I sigh and lean back in my chair, staring at the ceiling to keep the tears from falling again and crying all over again . Then I tell her about the boardroom meeting “My dad wants me to get married before my next birthday. If I don’t, I can’t become CEO. Can you believe that?” Angela’s eyes widen. “Wait, what? That’s crazy. What does marriage have to do with running a company?” How would it affect? Exactly,” I say bitterly. “Apparently, it’s been there as a clause since my grandfather’s time. Dad never told me because he assumed I’d marry Brian.”

“I bet he’s got that chiseled jawline, you know? The kind that makes every woman swoon.” Sophia smiled, shaking her head. “You’re impossible.” The speculation about the chairman continued as they waited for his arrival. Some employees whispered about his wealth, others about his possible connections, and a few even wondered if he was married. Finally, the doors to the boardroom opened, and the room fell silent. All eyes turned toward the newcomer as he walked in. Drake Egerton, the company's CEO. The moment he walked into the room, there was an eerie silence as every eye was set behind him.

“You hurt Adam.” I did not mean to. “Silence!” Father roared, causing the room to fall into a tensed silence that you could hear a pin drop. “I have decided and so shall it be. I hereby appoint Brianne Delmont as the new CEO of Delmont Enterprises.”

After listening to him patiently, he spoke, “No need of Celine now. F*uck with her and her payment. By the way, I just got married.” “You did what?” Ethan on the other side was dumbstruck. “I got married. So now my old man should not try to snatch away my position as the CEO of the Levisay Company. I am sending you the snapshot of my marriage certificate via Whats*A*pp. Show it to my old man.” There was a trace of sarcasm in his voice. “How did you manage it, man? Who is the girl? How much are you paying her?” “That’s the best part, Ethan. I am NOT the one paying her. She is the one paying me and also offering a place to live.”

After all, this was a matter of socialite political romanticism, where Sean only married the estranged one with him. “Enough, don't spread hoax anymore,” said Kezia trying to end. Because for her, it was not good to talk about superiors in the work environment. “This is definitely true, I’m sure. Mr. CEO has never smiled about a diamond ring. The news in the media also supports the reason for the ring,” said Altha confirming their assumption. “It has nothing to do with us if he gets married, let's just not add more.” Kezia didn't want to lose. “Every day, Mr. CEO is always the subject of discussion, while we still have many other interesting topics to talk.”

His company stock had gone up in the last hour and the whole things is just too good to be true. Meanwhile the Zachary cooperation have been loosing out and even some of the shareholders are beginning to pull out. "Can you just imagine this nonsense that's going on right here" old Zachary yelled. He can not believe that his son is bent on bringing them down with the woman that he has decided to marry. "You have to calm down honey, you know you can't get too agigated." she said to him reminding him of his sickness. "He needs to divorce that girl as soon as possible or he would seize to be my son." he said and stormed up to his room.

They passed it around themselves as though to ascertain if it was real. "So, you are legally married to Miss Amanda Anderson here?" One of them asked. "Mrs Amanda McCullough," Quinn corrected. The executives turned to face me and I nodded. "Yes, we are married," I smiled. At that moment, my eyes met Logan's. I quickly looked away and trailed my eyes over the document in front of me. From what I had gathered so far, the requirement for Quinn to become the CEO was go be married. It now made sense why he had been so insistent, even going as far as paying me off to get what he wanted.

“The merger is about alliances, Freddy. That's why they proposed a marriage between you and the CEO's daughter, Demi, to seal the deal. And I made that known to you. But you wouldn't listen to me. You went ahead and married that influencer girl.” His words hit me like a sucker punch. “I’m a grown man with choices. I would not marry a woman to please you or to facilitate some merger.” I was seething at this point. “That influencer girl? That's my fucking wife. And you're going to respect her.” The investors froze, eyes darting between us. “You'd do well to think beyond your pride.” my father said, “We'll table this for now. Let's move on to marketing projections.” For the rest of the meeting,

The way she'd seemed to forget I was the CEO for those few minutes, too absorbed in explaining her work to be intimidated. No. Stop it. I shook my head, forcing the thoughts away as I entered my office. I was getting married. To Taraji Gilbert. A woman who was chaotic and bold and completely different from anyone I'd ever met. A woman who challenged me, frustrated me, intrigued me in ways I couldn't quite articulate. Kesley Bellamy was an employee. A brilliant employee who would be an asset to my company. Nothing more. I needed to get a hold of myself. I sat at my desk, pulling out my phone. Right. I had more important things to focus on.

Time to formalise the merger proposal. Time to expose the battlefield. As they prepared to leave for headquarters, Elara paused near the mirror. Not to adjust her appearance. But to anchor herself. Contract wife. Strategic partner. Moral counterweight. Public force. This was not about proving worth. It was about protecting structure. When they stepped into the elevator together, the city already buzzed with speculation. Markets rising. Narratives shifting. Power recalculating. Alessandro reached for her hand. Not publicly.