Runaway With The Ceo's Secret Novels & Stories

He explains. “But instead, you made me the CEO because your wife needed content for the book she was writing.” I say, my voice laced with annoyance. “You should read it, it’s called The Deadly Secrets Of The CEO.” He says and my mind goes to the night that we dumped Kate’s body. Jimmy was incredibly drunk and when we was taking him to our building, he was muttering a bunch gibberish in his sleep. But he also said something. Something that didn’t go unnoticed.

" I couldn't fathom the thought of Cleo talking to other men besides me. I was feeling jealous for no apparent reason. I say what I mean and mean what I say, my decision is final. Even though both men were right I wanted things to go my way. "That's good Miss Kwena. However my decision still stands. Furthermore you will swap offices and you will hand in all cloud and computer passwords to MR Simons. Anyone who argues with my decision will be fired." Cleo was at the far end of the room. She pushed her chair back ; took her tab and pen and started walking towards the door . "Miss Kwena where do you think you are going?" She turned around and looked at me with her glasses on this time. " MR Mas

"I want us to stay at the beach house. Just us. No family, no Sandra, no Liam. We stay there until I decide we are ready to face the world again. And if you keep one more secret from me, Alexander—even a small one—I will disappear, and not even your security teams will find me." Alexander stood up, reaching out to take her hand. He kissed her knuckles, his eyes wet. "Anything. I promise. Let’s go home, Soso." As they loaded the sleeping children into the car, Alexander looked back at the small blue house. He realized that the wealth he possessed was nothing compared to the simple, fierce integrity of the woman he had almost lost. But as the car turned back toward the city, neither of them kn

“And let the Valmere heiress die on my watch? I don’t think so.” “You—” she took a breath, trying to steady herself. “You’re the last person I should trust.” “And yet you just did.” Before she could respond, he grabbed her wrist, not harshly, but firmly enough to make her follow. “Come on. More are coming.” --- They sped through the storm in a black car he must have arrived in, the tires cutting through puddles like blades. Deborah sat rigid, her mind racing faster than the engine. Every headline she’d ever read about him echoed in her head. The Iron Sovereign. The CEO who toppled governments. The man who made the world kneel to Cain Dominion.

Marvin said, his expression grim, when he called her into his office that morning. "I understand you left New York to escape the past and those friends who betrayed you, Tara, but my hands are tied.” "Why do I have to move? I prefer it here. There has to be something you can do," Tara exclaimed, her frustration evident. "The CEO, Landon Malcolm wants you transferred as his personal assistant. I tried to persuade him otherwise, but he's adamant about it," he explained, shaking his head thoughtfully. "In fact, he specifically mentioned he doesn't want anyone else but you."

And the storm was already brewing. Victoria Kane was relentless. The near-tragedy at the courthouse had only emboldened her whispers. “If the CEO’s family can’t even walk into a courthouse without nearly being kidnapped, what does that say about his ability to protect this empire? Tell me …she was having the conversation during private dinners with board members….

at such late hours. "It should be three to five days, I guess," he answered and switched the sign to "Open.", leaving the store. I felt like the last week might have been a dream. No intimacy, no lake cabins, no messages. What was this cold behavior? I couldn't stand to be on the side again. Enough with these secrets! "I am coming in a few, Aunt Eva," I said to my coworker and followed my boss outside onto the street. He was already in front of his car, opening the door. I stepped between him and the Toyota, preventing him from entering. We were so close, I could smell his sweet breath and his Cologne.

There’s no way in hell she knew. “Oh, she doesn’t. I thought as much. Imagine the shock on my face when this bad boy approached in front of my door,” he said, tapping the edge of the flash drive on the table, and it was the exact same one I had at home. “Or did you think no one was going to find out? I know everything, James. All your kills, your Triad’s secret code. In fact, I know all the secrets that organization is hiding. Imagine Stella suddenly getting the information on this little piece of technology.”

Amused. "Shawna," the voice drawled, smooth and deliberate. "I assume you’ve seen the old man’s condition." My grip on the phone tightened. My breath caught in my throat. "Who are you? What do you want?" A pause. Then, "Simple. Step down as CEO." My blood ran cold. "What?" "Admit to defrauding and embezzling funds. Make it public." My fingers trembled around the phone. "You’re insane," I hissed. "I didn’t…"