The Ceo Novels & Stories

"And what's a CEO?" "Conglomerate, darling," I told her. "It means a big business. Like McDonald's." "And CEO?" "It's like a big boss," I told her as I took her hand. "And yes, Mr. Reign is a very busy CEO. And big bosses do not have time for playdates, darling. They have to make sure that everyone else gets to play." Jackson's smile slipped a bit at my words but he did not say anything, choosing to ignore the jab.

Cyrus rubbed the bridge of his nose and replied slowly, "Generally speaking, only the head of a corporate group is called a CEO. For a small company like yours, 'general manager' is the correct title." Lyla froze, embarrassment flashing across her face. "T-That is not entirely true. No one strictly says only groups can have CEOs." Cyrus felt a flicker of speechless disbelief. Her level of education clearly did not exceed junior high. A group had shareholders, and the CEO referred to a specific position within a corporate structure. If she could not grasp even basic business terms, what was she trying to pass herself off as? A business mogul? "That is enough,"

he ruffled Irene's hair, she pushed his hand away and smoother her hair back into place. As soon as we were buckled in, I turned on the light inside the car. Irene scribbled something on her notebook. 'Are you going to tell me what it is exactly that you "manage" around the company?' One of her brows quirked up as she waited for my reply. I sighed and turned in my seat towards her. 'I'm the CEO.' I signed. She stared at my hands for a few seconds before slowly nodding. 'Why didn't you tell me? you were pretty evasive when I asked you the other day...'

“But Uncle Sean is the CEO, why is he still working on time? Can't Uncle Sean come to work as he pleases?" Noah's question sounded so clever it made Darla think for a moment. Actually what Noah said is quite true, but it's not like it should be. "Didn't we meet the principal at your school?" Darla asked. Noah nodded his head. "Then what does the principal have to do with the CEO?" “The principal is the same as the Ceo. They are both leaders. And you see that the principal stays at school even when school is off?” Noah seemed to digest Darla's explanation. "You're right, Darla. Leaders may come lat

She said, waving her hands in the air dramatically. I grew more befuddled. "What's a CEO?" "It stands for 'Chief Executive Officer'. Basically, he owns the company. He's even the chairman too! But the position was taken away from him since he got divorced from his ex-wife," She whispered the last part, as if someone would hear us. I still don't get why she's that dramatic. "Check this out!" She showed me her phone. It displayed a picture of a man who looks exactly like Dom...and it really looks like him!

“Uhm, excuse me, but the CEO will arrive shortly.” Susan interrupted the two brothers. This person is the CEO of Elon Trust, so low-key that no one knows his true identity. Everyone was excited about meeting him for the first time, and even Julie was a little anxious about meeting him.

Malcolm shuddered just thinking about Cindy and her desperate offer. “Oh, let me guess the CEO’s personal assistant, Cindy? You’re golden with her gone. She made a mess of things more often than assisted on anything. Her job was basically to look pretty for the guests coming to do business with the CEO and, well, BJs to whoever she could profit from behind the CEO’s back. He thought she was all his. But I caught her with a member of the CEO’s personal staff getting a gift card after some time in the supply closet.” “You didn’t say anything?” Malcolm couldn’t believe

“Do you perhaps know our CEO?” Mariane immediately shook her head as she really didn’t know who their CEO was. “I haven’t met our CEO yet. I don’t even know his name.” Jessica, the HR, nodded in agreement as she believed what Mariane had just said. “That makes sense. Even I… I even met the CEO once. Only his secretary, John Doe, who often visits here.” “What is the name of our CEO, by the way?” Mariane asked. “His name is David Cruz. But we called him Mr. D.” Jessica looked around. “Short for Mr. Devil,” she whispered.

Even though it was a fake wedding, she was anxious, her stomach hurt, and her feet were so sweaty that she felt like her feet were going to be sweaty soon. That man, her fiancé, known as Robert Nathan Scully or simply CEO Nathan, is weird. He is handsome. Very handsome. Even more than she would have liked. His body is well defined, nothing too big or too tight, just shapely enough for his muscles to show through his dress shirts and his thighs to show through his tight jeans. His Asian features are what makes him the most handsome, his family is Thai with American descent, so even though he is weak, he still has big eyes and a slightly too big nose. What is really beautiful are his full lips

"Good morning Mr. Wilson, here is what you asked for last night and a list of the new employees. He handed over his papers and walked two steps away keeping his distance, excellent, my orders are not broken. "Very well Grace, you may go now. "Sir, I wanted to notify you that tomorrow will also be the job interview to be your secretary. I forgot, shit, tomorrow the company will be full of women in short dresses walking around my office. "It's okay Grace, you can leave now. "Excuse me sir for interrupting you again, but there is a young lady who wants to have her interview at this time.