The Ceo's Entanglement Novels & Stories

If Samuel was the type of man that my parents wanted me to be in a relationship with, then I would have told them about him in a heartbeat, and this whole arranged marriage crap wouldn’t even be happening. “I’m not getting married to a stranger,” I said boldly as I held onto the envelope that the air ticket was sealed in. Holding it in my hand brought ill feelings, ones that made me want to throw up. “Heather…” She said my name in a warning tone. “You are doing this, the family of the CEO is already waiting for you. And if you argue with me about this, I would have no choice but get your father.” “I don’t care. Do whatever you deem necessary.” I challenged her. I was sick and tired of her be

I repeated slowly. “Yes.” “You expect me to believe all of this is happening over corporate property?” Her jaw tightened immediately. “My corporate affairs are not your concern.” “That’s not an answer.” “It’s the only one you’re getting.” “You’ve practically disappeared from Everett Holdings for four days,” I pointed out quietly. “Neither have I. Our honeymoon leave ended yesterday, Elena. The board is already questioning why both CEOs suddenly vanished from their companies the second this marriage became official.” Her jaw tightened almost imperceptibly, but she said nothing.

Elara stepped into the room. Alexander looked up from the screen. His expression remained strictly controlled, but the rigid tension in his shoulders dropped a fraction of an inch as he registered her presence and recalibrated. "I prefer to understand what I am funding." Elara crossed the hardwood floor and pulled out the chair directly across from him. "Most CEOs don't bother with the mechanics." "Most CEOs do not have wives synthesizing experimental compounds on the fortieth floor." He rotated the tablet slightly toward her. He didn't offer it, but the angle acknowledged the shared intellectual territory. "The Hendricks paper. You cited it in your second Aethelgard publication."

“Specifically involving Mr. Fort’s proximity to executive decision-making and—” He paused. Clearly selecting his words. “—personal entanglements.” Ah. There it was. Corporate translation for: we saw something we don’t understand and we want to make it a problem. Dimitri exhaled sharply beside me. “Oh no.” Fort finally spoke. “Define entanglements.” A few board members shifted uncomfortably. Halberg did not. “Your relationship with Mr. Elon Vale is now under formal review.” The room went still. Not surprised still. Strategic still.

Valerian followed behind me his presence filling the entire space and almost immediately the engine of the car revved and we began gliding through the streets of London and then, Valerian opened his tablet. “Reginald Edgar is the CEO of Edgar innovations, they specialize in high precision manufacturing but their systems are vulnerable and that is why this merger who integrate NETHRIX into quantum-level cybersecurity creating an unparalleled tech-manufacturing powerhouse." He informed me staring ag me with a sharp gaze that made me wiggle slightly in my dear. “He is old school, respects power but he is also a snake.” "I understand," I affirmed, even tho he didn’t ask— my voice slightly shaky.

He exuded power with each step, commanding, magnetic, untouchable. “That’s Braun El Cueva, the CEO of Crown Star Entertainment!” a photographer gasped nearby, his camera clicking rapidly. I drew in a breath and nearly choked. Braun? What the hell was he doing here? We had an agreement. He said he had a meeting. He wasn’t supposed to be anywhere near this event. And yet, he was walking straight toward us, looking like a king who didn’t need a throne. I stayed silent, frozen beside Mr. Cayab, whose hand was still clamped around my arm.

She hesitated and said, "Liam, is there something wrong with this document?" Liam nodded solemnly and said, "Of course! Celena, have you forgotten that I was once an intern at Cole Enterprise before the downfall of the Cole family seven years ago? I was involved with the relevant people and projects. That's why I know a little bit about renovations."

He laughed, “And there's this old company, whose stock is tanking. And I feel it's a perfect moment to step in. The current CEO has no idea what gold mine he's sitting on.” “And which company are we talking about here?—” I asked, my fingers stilled against the desk “J.K Enterprise– owned by one Wright family group.” For a brief second, it felt like I had just choked the message. “Oh,” I said carefully. He watched me closely, too close. “I figured I should get your thoughts before making a damn move.” “Alright— I'll get back to you,” I said. “I need to look into a few things.” He nodded, seemingly satisfied. We both stood and hugged again, the same way men did even when they knew fully well t

Amidst the freshly released articles on his phone, a piece of news was pinned and trending. "According to an official statement from Cecily Enterprises, its chairman, Edward Graham, intends to invest in the west city out of nostalgia for his hometown!" "T-This can't be possible, right?" Matt thought. His expression shifted, and his heart was pounding. Cecily Enterprises was a massive international company! If the name of Cecily Enterprises' chairman wasn't stated in the headlines, Matt might even suspect that the Cecily Enterprises mentioned wasn't the same one he knew! In his excitement, Matt hastily tapped on the news article.

Collin's senior in university, Elizabeth Miller, has been trying to find this step-niece of hers, but to no avail. And now, Cecilia Eldritch appeared because of the overdose case linked to their product. If she were the CEO, then her presence would be important in solving this crisis. After all, everyone on the board of directors knows that the CEO is also the head researcher of the company. She is not a simple figure in the company. Her outstanding research on opioid analgesics made CE Pharma stand out amongst the many pharmaceutical manufacturers around the globe. "No..." "Elizabeth should have known that you are the CEO of CE Pharma... Don't you know that your aunt is begging for a partne