Mr Rey Novels & Stories

"I need all the accounts from every department, in my office before the end of today." "Yes sir," Joey nodded, scribbling something on his note. "And- Anderson's words trailed off when he noticed Reynard stepping into the company. "Hello brother!" Reynard smiled, taking the dark shades off and making his way towards Anderson. Anderson paused, instantly stopping the rest of his workers as Reynard stood in front of him. "What are you doing here?" Anderson asked him. "Why? Because you're the acting CEO doesn't mean I can't pay my the company's HQ a visit," Reynard shrugged.

someone murmured to interrupt. "Welcome back, sir. I apologize for not knowing you were there..." he said as he bowed respectfully. "Rey. Didn't I leave the office to you? What are you doing that I can't manage my employees!" Asher scolded and it caught the attention of everyone in the office. Asher's gaze circulated throughout the room. Not a single thing escaped his observation. As far as his eyes could see, all he could see were employees looking down. Rey was one of Asher's right-hand men in the company who had authority several steps below the President. He was specifically assigned to observe and manage the company.

Nothing new. "Just so you're aware, I could destroy your life in an instant. In mere seconds, I could turn your reality into a nightmare with a simple snap of my fingers. No one confronts me and gets away unscathed, and you? You're on the brink, and trust me, you're the one who's going to get hurt. I'll tell you who I am. Trevor Reynolds, the chief executive officer of a multi-billion dollar company. Got that? I wield billions!" he declared, his pride peeking through.

"Mrs. Elena, we have a visitor from abroad. His name is Mr. Malcolm Reeve. He says... old business partner." Elena straightened up. "Malcolm?" Elena stood up, quickly smoothed her hair and walked to the door. As soon as the door opened, there stood a tall, middle-aged man in a dark blue suit, immaculately groomed, with a serious face-Mr. Malcolm Reeve, CEO of the Canadian company Reeve Capital. "Hello, Queen Elena," he said with a small smile. "You look much thinner than the last time we met." Elena smiled bitterly. "Yeah, skinny from being reported as a bitch all day."

Protecting. Tears blurred my eyes. “You promised you wouldn’t leave me.” The door opened softly, and I turned quickly, wiping at my face. A man in a gray suit stood there, tall, calm, too composed. His sharp eyes scanned the room before landing on me. “Mrs. Reyes,” he greeted smoothly. “You look… better than expected.” The name made my heart jolt. “Who are you?” He closed the door, his movements deliberate. “Dr. Calen Hart. I was part of Dr. Adrian Reyes’s team.”

Everything gleamed with precision, luxury, and a sense of controlled power. “Bryan really does love perfection,” she murmured under her breath. A tall man approached with a professional smile. “I’m Ryan, the CEO’s personal assistant. You can just call me Ryan. I’m sure Noah briefed you on the basics, but let me be clear: what happens on this floor stays here. No scandals, no gossip, and absolutely no negative talk about the CEO. Confidentiality is everything.” His voice was calm, but there was an edge of warning. They stopped in front of a massive double door.

I love a good business deal and she was a part of it. To Sandrine and her father I am Wyatt Hayes, CEO of Hayes Enterprises, Billionaire and single, never seen parading women, a man that keeps to himself but enjoys the good things money can buy, good cars, expensive watches, tailored suits, eating in expensive restaurants. What they don’t know is that I am The Reaper. The man her father fears the most, the man every man has nightmares about.

He asked, “Is it about the assignment I gave to you? Did you find something fishy about Mr Brooks? What caused his rapid influence on society? Did you also discover how his company was able to make him extremely rich? I know that Mr Brooks is a rich man, but I don't believe that his company made him that rich” “I apologise for being incompetent, Chief Kelvin. I didn't find out what caused Mr Brooks' rapid influence on society. I also have no clue why he's so rich. But, there's something important I recorded when I was working under him”. Ray said. He took out his cell phone from his pocket, and after he had entered the recording app, he left the phone on Kevin's desk and played the recording

“I’m Ryan Ray, president of the Ray Consortium.” My thoughts raced, realizing that this unexpected encounter might be more of an opportunity than I’d initially thought.

“What are you doing – look where you are.” “Right, the humans around us – I thought I smelt the wolf again.” I send back to him The lift opens before he can question me more, and a slight man with brown hair and friendly blue eyes exists and smiles. “Mr Reuel, Mr Spencer and Mr Wallace?” “Anders Reuel, this is Colin Spencer, er – Jamie Wallace was unable to join us today, so this is Zale Ryker, our CEO filling in for him.” Anders steps forward shaking the man’s hand with a friendly expression plastered on his face. His golden boy look as I call it.