Novel Office Novels & Stories

As for Kenan, he went from a department director to an ordinary employee overnight. The subordinates who used to swarm around him now avoided him whenever they saw him, and his daily work consisted only of sorting irrelevant old files. He'd been left completely sidelined. … A week later, a stifling atmosphere settled over the company. Without the free afternoon tea and fruit, the office became lifeless by 3:00 or 4:00 pm. Without late-night snacks for those working overtime, the office was mostly empty by 7:00 pm, and project timelines fell severely behind schedule.

Then the manager presented the documents to the President, and walked out. "I'll show you to your new office"Alex said,as Nicole followed him out of the President's office. He took her to a new office. This time, the office was directly opposite to Allen's. He would see her office when he steps out and when he returns to the office. It looked more exquisite than her previous office and Nicole liked it immediately. But the unique thing about that door is that it's only the President and the occupant of the office that have access to the door. To avoid plagiarism, it is only Allen that would be able to access the door in her absence.

When Raven stepped out into her new office space the next morning, the sun was barely peeking over the horizon, lighting up the grid work of city streets outside. This office was a different world than the drab bullpen of the day before. Instead of a maze of uniform desks with flat fluorescent lighting, there was an entire office, just for herself, with a window overlooking the skyline. Her name was already on the nameplate on the door. Still, it all didn’t feel real.

"That’s your office. Directly opposite Mr. Luca’s." As soon as I stepped into my space, the thoughts came rushing back. The photo. The wedding. Luca holding the rings. Fernandez holding my mother like they’d been lovers for years. I needed answers. But first, I needed to survive. And this office was my master key to survival. It didn’t look anything like Miss Harper’s. Mine was neatly arranged, with vibrant posters that could brighten any mood. And the furnishings were minimal but classic,it had a polished black desk with large shelves and storage. And with great responsibility comes greater power, this I knew during lunchtime, just as I was about to step out to the cafeteria, a worker came

Anything to keep this secret from unraveling. Sasha stood in her office at the Miller Corporation, the familiar scent of polished wood and leather-bound books enveloping her. The office was a place of comfort for her, a quiet refuge where she could focus on work and clear her mind. After the turmoil of the past few weeks, diving into her responsibilities felt like a welcome distraction.

the woman murmured, with the faint pity usually reserved for people about to be fired. Lola inhaled once. Then knocked. “Come in.” His voice was calm. Controlled and like nothing unusual had happened that morning. Like he hadn’t grabbed her waist and rewritten her life before breakfast. She stepped inside. The office was enormous. Floor-to-ceiling windows. A desk that could double as a small aircraft runway. Bookshelves lined with hardcovers that looked read, not decorative. Adrian Blackwood stared back at her from at least six magazine covers lining the far wall. Younger in some. Sharper in all. Always unsmiling.

He pulled me toward his office without saying a word. This was the first time I had been inside his office. It was massive. Bigger than some people’s entire apartments. It had a full sitting area, a kitchenette with a stove, and I would not have been surprised if there was a swimming pool somewhere in the back. The kind of office that screamed power. Nikolai closed the door behind us. “I did not think I was going to see you today.” I pulled my wrist free. “Well, you did see me.”

Gavin leads us to an office on the same floor. I step into the biggest office I've ever seen since I became aware of my existence. The glass walls give a beautiful view of the city. There's a large desk almost at the center, with everything in it neat in place. To the left, there's a white couch large enough that I would spend the night on it without the fear of rolling to the floor. There's a small cellar at the corner, which makes me wonder. Who'd have a mini bar in his place of work?

Warren was puzzled, and he asked me, "Are you sure you're not lying?" I replied sternly, "I am not lying. What reason do I have to lie about this?" Warren was somewhat convinced, but he believed me, and he let me enter the office. The office was really big, almost as big as a luxury house's living hall. I was puzzled and thought, " Why do they have so much space? It's not like they party in here, so what's the use for so much space?" The office was located on the 30th floor of the building, the highest of course. I looked around and saw many things: a luxurious couch, a coffee machine, a pool table and a large desk.

Anika said as she slowly walk to his office to see her new boss. Anika got to her boss office door and paused. "Okay! Be cool Anika." She said to herself. "...Let's do this!" She said again and take a deep breath. "COME IN!" A man's voice shouted to her from inside his office, as she was about to nock the door. "Okay! Sir." Anika who was shock that her boss knew she was standing out his office answered him, and then slowly opened the door. Anika entered the office and see beautiful Greek gods sculptures positioned all over the place. They were also ancient art drawing of Dracula and wars. The office was also five times larger than her room, and have a open glass view, which you can see the e