Workplace Novels & Stories

The once modest office space had transformed into a bustling hive of activity, with rows of cubicles and meeting rooms buzzing with the energy of hundreds of employees. Walking through the corridors of the office, one could sense the air of efficiency and purpose that permeated the environment. Welbeck's company ran like a well-oiled machine, with each employee playing a vital role in ensuring its smooth operation. From the receptionists greeting visitors with warm smiles to the accountants crunching numbers with precision, everyone contributed to the company's success in their own way.

His words hung in the air, and I could see the discomfort on my colleagues' faces as they realized they had been caught gossiping. "But let me make one thing clear: this is a workplace, not a gossip circle. I will not tolerate any distractions from our work and will not pay you to do anything other than your job." There was a palpable sense of discomfort in the room as Jayden's words sank in. "As employees of this company, your focus should be on your work and nothing else. I will not tolerate any distractions or unprofessional behaviour. Is that clear?" There was a chorus of murmured agreement as my colleagues nodded hastily, chastised by Jayden's reprimand.

Unbeknownst to Avery, the intricate dance of deception continued, each move carefully calculated in the unfolding drama of corporate intrigue. Avery, back at the office, immersed himself in the rhythm of his work, papers scattered around like an orchestrated chaos. The familiar dance with his keyboard resumed, each key pressed a note in the symphony of his responsibilities. The events of the past days lingered in the background, but for now, the sanctuary of work provided a refuge from the complexities of his personal life.

She gave the woman a friendly smile and chatted with her for the rest of the ride. The calm of her commute contrasted with her job as an intern at a weekly magazine. She went straight to her cubicle after politely greeting her coworkers and began working. The office occupied a section of the floor. It had pastel-colored walls and cubicles to give off a friendly vibe, and though it did look appealing from the outside, it was anything but that in reality. During lunch, Willow sat with Zack in the break room at a corner table near the glass wall. The rest of the room was occupied by their co-workers using the coffee machine or the microwave. The loud chit-chat was drowned by Zack's voice.

After writing down the last story, Adeline put down the pen in his hand and said with a smile, "Let them say whatever they want to say! What else can we do if their mouths grow on their faces!" In fact, when Ai Mu mentioned it in the elevator, she had already guessed it. It was just that she did not want to pay attention to these things. "Sister, I'm afraid that only you have the best temper in the whole company. If it were anyone else, I'm afraid they would have hidden in the bathroom with a tissue in their arms!" The workplace was like a battlefield. The law of the jungle had always been the law of the jungle in the workplace.

day at work went well, when he gave my schedule, I changed for the last time and took the elevator to HR. The doors opened and I am flooded by the loud voices of the place, the environment is full of small cabins with partitions, each cabin has a table, computer, landline and chair. All the tables are full of papers and for a moment I feel sorry for everyone, dealing with the bureaucratic part must be the worst part of a company, hopefully Mr Belmontt has enough people to handle it for him, people who certainly work harder than him and at the end of the month receive a misery for all the effort.

“I just – I feel that – this work environment's problematic…” Wolf looked around the office, bemused. Yeah, OK, it wasn’t the world’s best office, he could agree with that. It was just above the garage work areas, so every time anyone opened the door, a wave of heat and noise, and the smell of steam, gasoline and paint rolled on in. But c’mon, it wasn’t exactly a slum, it was fully air-conditioned, had double-glazed windows, had soundproofing, and Wolf knew that he was paying way over market rate for the work. Besides, this little idiot had been interviewed by him, Kansas, and Silver in the very office that they were currently standing, and he hadn’t said a peep about a problematic work envi

That made more sense. “You’re going to get mad if I give you real advice here,” Mark said hesitantly. The last thing he wanted was for all of their progress to backslide. “Tell me anyway.” “Work is different from school and not only because it’s more permanent. You might have occasional moments needing to be professional like when giving presentations in class but the rest of the time, you could show up right after rolling out of bed and no one cared. “In a professional environment, you need to be professional all the time and that includes in your interactions with other people so HR doesn’t get involved. I would never ask you to dial down who you are in any other situation but it would be

Chapter Twelve Punishment In Disguise Annie's POV I walked into my workplace all smiles and ready to get some work done. I have been working as a marketer for a private company that hosts events for top officials, big shots, and even the government. Just name it. My job is to find more clients for the company and negotiate good prices with them. I love my work because it helps me meet people. Wealthy people. So you could say my work helps me build connections, although it comes with a price and it's not always rosy as it seems.

Ariana POV By the end of my second week at work, I had learned three important lessons. First, office coffee was somehow worse than university coffee, which should have been scientifically impossible. Second, meetings could have been emails ninety percent of the time. Third, no matter how professional a workplace appeared from the outside, drama always found a way inside.