Tender Loving Ceo Novels & Stories

The employees are glued to their seat, no one dares answer the question the CEO just asked. They thought Brayden will be in a good mood when he is getting engaged but he is in a more awful mood. He is fuming in anger, no one has ever seen her angry like this. He looks like a beast that is about to devour his prey. Everyone is on their toes; one word can get them dismissed or to lose their head. “We are weighing the lose of the steps before choosing the one suitable.’ Sandra replied to him, she is the only one that can tame him and respond in this situation.

" Lily, Eddie, and Layla, my wife and I would have loved to welcome you three in our home but we barely have enough to fern for ourselves, especially after losing my job. " He explained as he cupped my jaws in his hands and all I could do was nod my head as another lone tear escaped my right eye. Eddie being the oldest amongst us got up and thanked them for all they've done for us .it wasn't in their place to worry over us but they did.

They were too busy juggling raising troublesome pups and the company. The employees who stuck with the company for many years saw it all. They saw how two competent young men fell into such a sorry state that their private lives overpowered their ability to cope with busy business and demanding toddlers. Favian Beowulf might not be the typical hunk from the Hollywood A-listers, but he had a pretty face, lean build and usually impenetrable poker face. He was sharp, shrewd and stern - the ideal perfectionist. However, that image was shattered with the toddlers that CEO Taleman brought to work because of circumstances. The toddler that CEO Taleman brought with him had both men in the palms on h

She was the best thing that had happened to him, and he couldn't wait to show her how much he cared. Meanwhile, Clarence shook his head, chuckling to himself. "Alexander Trent Clinton, the CEO with a heart of gold," he muttered, following him out the door. "You're a lucky man, Trent. Don't mess it up." Trent just grinned, knowing he couldn't mess up a love like this.

Her eyes shone with sincerity, and the CEO couldn’t stop himself from reaching out to gently caress her face. “En.” Lovett smiled. “Goodnight.” Silence... “Goodnight.”

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"Do you want me to," "Would you want to?" "Suck you off? I... sure," it was adorable having him hesitate. Oscar was the CEO of the Davenport group, the company that has been within the Davenport family for decades. I was sure that he was ruthless at his job to get to the point where he became the CEO. But now, seeing him unsure and vulnerable just made my cock throb with needs. "Face the mirror, I couldn't get enough of your adorable blush. I'm going to slide my cock between your cheeks and you're going to watch and feel how good it'll be when I'm inside you for real."

The CEO may be cold or rude but he was one making her heart warm. *l l l l l l l l l l l l l l l l l l l l l l l l l l l l l *

“Are you sure you can handle us?” “Yeah,” he says, grinning. “I will admit, you guys are a tough nut to crack. I heard something interesting about your CEO.” “Really? What?” “Apparently, she is a ghost. No one knows who she is.” I laugh. Quiet. Dry. “Nathanile, Vivian is our CEO.” “Not according to what I heard. Apparently, Vivian is a smile screen. I think if I can get to the real player, things would change for me. For us.”

he continues, "the last one was already bawling her eyes out by day four." That pulls a soft laugh from me. "Are you serious?" Chris nods, chuckling. "Poor lady. You know what? I think the CEO’s looking for someone tough-skinned. Like this is all just a test." A test? Huh. Pfft. This feels more like emotional torture. You don’t spend a Thursday night being informal and borderline charming with your secretary, then turn cold and brutal the next week. That’s not a test. That’s a whiplash personality disorder.