One Night With The Cold Ceo Novels & Stories

I plopped down weakly on my bed as I stared regretfully at the meeting invitation on my phone screen. The timing of everything was just too perfect that it was suspicious. After I supposedly had a one-night stand with Ace, I was invited to join the CEO office where only the most talented are picked out to join. Then I was invited to Ace’s office where he offered me a new role as his personal secretary.

I reason hopefully. "No." She snarls sternly "I don't care how you are going to do it, get a 'p. a' to help you with it or something, or am calling your sisters on you," She hollers as she makes her way out of the office. Fucking hell. Not the devil's. Those girls almost made me model a thong. Yes, they almost made this cold CEO model a thong. Then 'p. a' it is. ****************

I see David sometimes, luring guests into different rooms, talking to people about marketing deals, etc. My eyes can't seem to leave him once he's in their sights. My heart always feels like its about to explode. Someone who actually likes me... And he's the CEO of a billion dollar company. If I were to tell anyone back home, they'd laugh in my face and call me a liar. The night goes on until its 1 pm, announcing the end of the celebration. I lean against the wall of the hallway, exhaustion and fatigue weighing me down. Coldren's already asleep, his black cap covering his face as a snore wafts through the hall.

And all Undescriable pleasures of life. I had heard that Martin Knight Castillo who was the CEO of all the Castillo Corporation handed that position over to his twenty nine year old son, Damien Knight Castillo, who came back from abroad recently. No one had seen him at the hotel yet, but I heard the rich people talking about how handsome, cruel and heartless he was.

Seeing him, a smile appeared on Anna's face too. "You will still make me work so hard." Mrs Julie made a bad face. Suddenly he got up from her lap and sat down. "How have you changed so much in a single day, mom. "Now what return gift can I, this poor woman, give for the CEO? I neither do I have any job nor do I have that much money." "Excuse me......" Mark said while tying his hands. "For your information, let me tell you that even today you have my dad and whom you are talking about the company its Chairman is still the same, so please don't give me this excuse."

She slept with a man who she doesn't know. Thinking about it now, Everette wonders whether she was drunk or drugged. But who would drug her? Almost all the guests at her bachelorette party are her friends, co-workers and high school friends. She is one kind hearted girl and doesn't treat people less than they are. She is pretty nice to everyone so no one would actually have a bad and evil mindset against her.

Selena said angrily. Kelsey scowled in annoyance, "Should we go there? At least they wouldn't notice if we weren't there either." Angel said, "Of course I do. Hey I want to see the new CEO anyway. Deena said he was young." To be honest, Kelsey really didn't care whether the CEO was young or old. However, without being able to rebel, Kelsey had already been dragged up to the top floor and unfortunately it was full of people. Apparently everyone was so very curious about the new CEO. Selena managed to get them to move forward and Kelsey finally got a shock that almost knocked her to her feet.

Sergio looked at her indifferently and said in a mocking tone, "This is the Lowe Group and I am the CEO's secretary. Why can't I be here?" Sandra looked embarrassed and felt that she was an idiot when she was nervous. She lowered her head, stood aside, and didn't speak. Billie was so nervous that she could feel cold sweat trickling down her back. "Why are you all standing here?" Malcolm said coldly. They immediately stood to the side and said in unison, "Good morning, Mr. Lowe!" Malcolm nodded and walked to his elevator without looking back. Sergio followed him in. Billie had no time to say anything more. Looking at the elevator coming, she quickly ran in and didn't wait for Sandra and Velma

“Why?” On paper, Leopold would be the perfect one-night stand partner. He's experienced and certainly won't cause any problems if he spends the night with me. That's what I need so that no drama follows later on. “First, I want to experience the thrill of a one-night stand. Second, we're strangers. And third, you see this as just a quickie.” I gave an argument to answer his question. Leopold grinned, and once again he scrutinized my body from head to toe. He stared at me for a long time before he finally opened his mouth. “This is only for one night. No call. No text. Okay?”

I looked professional, invisible and safe. At the office, I tried to keep my head down. That lasted until 10:47 a.m., when Janet from HR popped her head into the Marketing suite. "Polly, the CEO wants you at the executive meeting. Conference Room A. Now." My stomach dropped. The CEO? I’d worked at Dorian & Slate for four years, climbed my way up to Head of Marketing and not once had I met the elusive Logan Sanchez. He was a ghost, a legend, a name people called in whispers as if he were some spiritual being used to taunt bad kids into behaving. People described him as brilliant, terrifying, and absurdly private.