The Startup Of You Novels & Stories

Already pathetic. He didn’t smile. Not really. Not in that “remembering old feelings” way. He just looked at me, eyes calculating, unflinching. “Have a seat.” I sank into the chair like someone had removed the air from my lungs. He laid the papers in front of me. My eyes scanned, and the world tilted sideways. Acquisition. Complete buyout. My startup, my dream, my blood, sweat, and every late night coding and designing in a tiny, overpriced office. Bought. And the name at the top? Leo Westcott.

"Okay Natasha!" I disconnect the call and Immediately I called my mom. "Hello mummy!" "This one my baby is happy, what is the latest news"she replied and I smile. My mom knows how to tease me. "Mummy guess what?" "Hmm!" "My little baby has given birth!"she said happily. "Yes mom!" "Congratulations hon,am coming to see her first thing tomorrow morning" "Mom what are you saying?"I asked surprisedly. "I have been discharged from the hospital!" I wanted to jump but the pain in between my legs didn't allow me.

“That’s vague.” He chuckles. “Direct, then. I’d like to be one of the faces of your company.” The street seems to pause. Alexis blinks once. Aretha lets out a low, disbelieving sound. “Bold.” Nolan ignores them completely, eyes still on me. “I just want to be part of your startup.” I tilt my head. “You don’t even know what I’m creating.” “I know you,” he says smoothly. “And people would follow.”

"I don't know. Maybe I'm just spitting in the wind here, but I have it in mind to start an agency. The two of us, if you're interested. I've got a nice little nest egg accumulated, and Lucky left me his. Which, by the way, puts mine to shame. It can give us a good startup fund until we get some clients." "And how exactly would we do that?" He shrugged again. "Word of mouth. I can put it out there to some buddies of mine. I hear about stuff all the time, people saying if only there was someone who...." He paused for a moment. "Things will probably be slow at first, but I think we can make it work. We made a good team this time. We read each other's signals, and we each come to it from a diffe

Can you believe that? I'll be going from the girl who couldn't find a job and depended on her parents and boyfriend, to a woman running her own business and having people working for her. It still doesn’t feel real. After the product launch, I’ll be handing in my resignation and officially diving into the startup. After a few more seconds of unproductive tapping, I shut the laptop and decide to take a nap instead. But of course, the universe has other plans—the door to my office swings open like someone could sense my escape attempt.

Several times, he gathered the courage to speak, but the words wouldn't come. Finally, it was Margaret who asked the question. "So, I want to know—would you come with me?" Malcolm's eyes lit up immediately. "You mean, you want to take me with you?" Margaret rolled her eyes. "Not take you with me. I want to know if you're willing to come to a new place and open a bigger restaurant with me. How about we go into business together?" "Of course, of course!" Malcolm nodded enthusiastically. "When do we leave?"

I say carefully. “True. But most startups have founders with verifiable histories. Linkedin profiles that go back more than a few months. Digital footprints that prove they existed before their company launched.” Maya’s looking at me now, question in her eyes. “I value my privacy,” I repeat the same line from lunch.

During those times he was training me to take over his companies and businesses for him for when he retired to continue the legacy. "How do I start in making the money when I don't have the start up as I'm broke?" I said asking him even though I knew that I still had about $3000 left but it was little and not enough. "I and my boys will provide you with the start up money from our drug business and loans. You just work your magic as businessmen do in making small money grow to big money. Doing things like stock or whatever you people do to make money as me and my boys are not that bright when it comes to things like that. "Ricky said to me with his eyes already imagining dollars in his pocke

“..Our company would sponsor your start-up and deal with the funds. And in return, when everything is good to go, you can sign a deal with us and organize every single party or event that happens at The Russells.” I comprehended the idea for some time. Starting an organization by myself was a big step and I didn’t know if it was a safe idea. “It does sound good… but I need some time to think about it.” I told him. He smiled and grabbed my hand. “I understand. Take your time. Setting up a business isn’t a piece of cake. Just know that whatever you do, I’m by your side.” I beamed at him and pecked his lips. “I love you.” I said, throwing my arms around his neck. Pulling me into him, he whisper

" Be quick with your response. I don't have time to waste. Without my help, you won't be able to get this contract. The faster you are with a decision, the easier it would be for your startup business" Truly, it was a new business Marshall Yugo had created as a subsidiaries of his business-- for her. Maya worked in the wine and brewery' sector of their late father's company, which was what made her a partner with her ex husband, who owned an international retail store as well. Joining that line of business and siphoning their investors and customers was the only logical plan she could think of to introduce herself to them again. "You can come in now" she turned to the door and said and immed