Talentless Owner 소설 & 이야기

“Anna is a dropout. She didn’t go to college. How is it possible for her to get this job?” “Anna is a talented designer,” Anthony said, stepping closer until he was looming over Jake. “When we see talent, we don’t let it go to waste.” Anthony’s voice dropped to a deadly skin-crawling whisper. “This is the last time you ever try to hurt one of my staff members. Next time, I will make sure your hands are cut off.” Jake’s eyes bulged in shock. He looked back and forth between Anthony and the hallway where Anna had disappeared. None of this made sense to him. Anthony gave his assistant a sharp nod and walked away without another word.

Instead of me to focus on the different ideas I became hyper stimulated. “Adrian we are late already.” I reminded him, my hands against his waist. “I'm the owner of the company and I make the decision there.” He conquered. I surrendered again, the billionaire's enemy became obsessed with having sex or pleasure with me. My opening received his little pet again as I moaned under the water in the bathtub. “Adrian…Adrian…Gosh.” This word sprut out from my mouth repeatedly. While he was still having his moment with me and in his eyes the intimacy looked unendless.

The possessive way he fucked me like he both hated and needed me. I forced a grin. “You’re crazy, man. You watch too many movies.” He stepped aside but whispered as I passed, “Run while you still can. He’ll ruin you.” Later that day, I overheard two employees gossiping near the cafeteria. “Did you hear about The Ghost? Some billionaire who shows up masked at underground parties. Pays good money, fucks like a demon, then vanishes. Nobody ever sees his face.” I laughed it off again. But deep inside of me, i was worried for myself.

“What? You tried to make a fool out of me. So, I want to know who gave you the right to do it?” “Nothing but an ordinary employee you have the right to lecture and owner?”. “Owner? Forgive me for saying this, but I know clearly that you are not an owner yet. The CEO of the company, Great Campbell is the existing owner and he hasn’t declared an owner yet. That much everyone in the company knows.” “Stop trying to showcase your power. I know you are low ranked person cause Miss Lucy had leveled up to a new rank. What do you even get from lying? I don’t understand!”.

The assistant stammered, his mouth opening and closing without forming a sentence, but the owner had already moved on. Noah was horrified. Fired? Just like that? He wanted to fight back. But he wasn’t even officially on the team yet. He was in no position to help. Sterling Belmont. Billionaire. Power broker. Media ghost. Owner of the team and a dozen other elite investments. He wasn’t the kind of man who showed up at charity galas or did pre-game interviews. He made his presence known by buying what he wanted, building it better, and burning anything that got in his way. Rumors followed him like shadows: ruthless business deals, private jets, icy romances, and more zeroes in his portfolio th

she said casually, her voice filled with arrogance. Edward was speechless, taken aback. This was the first time someone had challenged him, and it’s a provincial girl at that. Besides, his godfather was Mr. Gold, the owner of La Cresta. He knew that Mr. Gold was infertile and had no children, so there’s no doubt in his mind that the woman was lying. "Oh, so you're the owner's daughter?" Edward asked, testing her to see if she would keep lying. Shiela smiled confidently before answering. "Yes, I'm the owner's daughter. You lost your swagger, didn't you? Your tail is between your legs?"

I don’t really care for as long as I have a job and get paid. “You don’t have any idea who the owner is. He’s ruthless and heartless. He bought some establishments here; a restaurant, nightclub, coffee shop, and a house on the Hillside. He already started changing management and fired staff.” I purse my lips while listening to him. He must be very rich if he bought establishments and a house at the same time.

"What are you doing?" "I was a fool to not know that you are the real owner, and I shouldn't have been rude. But I seriously can't lose this job. I have a family to feed. Please forgive me." His voice was trembling. Mia didn't know how to respond upon hearing that. At the same time, the crowd broke into a heated discussion. "What? Mia Lane is really the owner of Aide Castle?" "Oh my lord. I didn't expect that! I heard people saying that she's a good-for-nothing—oh, I don't mean it in a bad way—but the Lane family pampered her so much after finally finding her. I didn't hear anything about her starting a business though."

"The owner was very pitiful since he was a child. He lost his mother when he was a child. Although the old man loved him very much, he could not make up for all of his mother's love anyway." "The owner's personality is not like that at all. He likes to laugh. He likes to be lively. He is a relaxed and open person. When the owner was studying at university, he met a girl. He liked it. She finally proposed to her, but the night before the two got married, the master found her in bed with another man, she betrayed him, precisely because that man is richer than the master, the family is also more prestigious than the master, can give her a life that the master cannot give. Having money, Carwyn h

Unmoving. Unyielding. His gaze lowered slightly, meeting hers once more, nd for the first time—She understood, this was not just a marriage.This was ownership. “Don’t look at me like that,” he said quietly, Zara swallowed, her breath uneven. “Like what?” “Like you still think you have a way out.” His voice was calm, too calm—And that made it worse.