Workplace Novels & Stories

His finely chiseled face looked as sharp as though it can be used to cut diamonds. His presence had that effect, an unspoken command that always stilled the hurried movements of disoriented workers. They had to be extremely careful whenever he’s at the company for fear of doing something wrong and getting kicked out of the company. Considering the difficulties they encountered in order to get employed at BrentWes, they’re not willing to risk their career for some avoidable troubles. BrentWes is one of the top three leading companies in Maldonia, and people who are fortunate to be accepted there have a higher potential of reaching the top of their careers.

It is wonderful how much may be done if we are always doing. I breathed in and then breathed out as I shook the insipidness off my body. It was going to be first day of work in a new place. To say I was grossing out, it was an understatement; new people I was going to meet, befuddling and stares, excitement and questions. But at least a work place was my haven away from this mansion for five to six hours. I would get to know more people and relations.

I whisper to myself with a sigh but deep down somewhere within me I know he is a straight ten. Weeks pass and I barely see him at work, although every day I catch a glimpse of him, either when he is about to enter the elevator or we both enter at the same time not saying a word minus the usual good morning or good day, some days we bump into each other. This has been on a constant repeat as if we couldn’t help but see each other each day, most days I find myself looking forward to our brief encounter. As usual, I leave my workplace on time, unlike the usual complaint about other companies that workers have to work overtime, things here are set in a timely and

Mortgage starts the following Monday. 4. Do not steal food. I don’t have time to deal with petty fights over missing yogurt or stolen pizza slices. If caught, you will pay double and cook for your victim for a week. 5. Respect the WiFi. Your priorities are work emails, research, anything productive, and connecting with your family. Your internet browsing history will be monitored regularly. 6. There should be no workplace gossip inside the apartments. Any drama that spills into the office will result in you being the next topic of discussion.

The last thing I needed was for her to go after my friends or anyone she perceived as a threat. With that resolution in mind, I settled into my home office to catch up on some work. It was a sanctuary of productivity and focus, a place where I could immerse myself in the intricate web of corporate deals and strategic planning. In the world of business, I felt in control, confident, and secure.

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I rushed into the elevator and the more it descended the more workers piled in. The atmosphere in the building was stifling, almost like a prison, and I couldn't help but feel a twinge of envy for the other workers. Their vibrant energy filled the air as they bustled about in their cubicles, exchanging laughter and lively chatter. It was a stark contrast to my solitude, and I longed for the camaraderie they shared, the buzz of conversations sparking connections and igniting the day with a sense of community.

(James’ POV) Work has this unique quality; it’s a realm where everything else fades away. No messy personal dramas, no surprise shifts in living arrangements, and certainly none of the ghosts of relationships past that sternly refuse to stay in the past. Just clean lines, blueprints, and the satisfaction of creating something tangible. The office was buzzing with the usual energy—keyboards tapping, phones ringing, and the quiet hum of voices deep in conversation. Or at least, that’s how it was meant to be.

I cried out as he resumed his movements, rougher this time—but oh, so satisfying. Yohan's movements against my back became faster and more intense, and my moans grew louder. I didn't care if anyone heard us now; all I could think about was how much I enjoyed what my husband and I were doing in my office. Damn! We were having sex in my goddamn office—during working hours! While the employees of this company were busy with their tasks, the CEO and the COO were engaged in a very different kind of work—one that was far more exhilarating.

"That would be helpful." "What that agreement says is that whatever happens at work, stays at work. We don't even want you discussing things that might seem mundane like 'it was really busy tonight'. Mr. Czervik's competitors can be rather curious about what he is up to, and sometimes it's all about putting together lots of little clues to figure something out." "Loose lips sink ships?" Janet remarked.