The Great Ceo Within Novels & Stories

Jake teased, dragging her along. “Listen, stay here while I go—” “This place is magnificent, why aren’t you gawking?” she asked. “I’ve worked in companies like this in Chicago.” “What? This huge? When?” “Not technically this huge. The CEO, Jaxon, is keen on attracting customers with his power in buildings—” Her breathing stopped. “Wait, who’s the CEO?” “Ah, it’s Jaxon. He’s— Reene? Reene! Where the heck are you going?!”

He is announcing the name of the CEO of the company and -- It's not her. She looks at her grandpa, her face red. Did she see it properly? The name isn't hers. But someone who she never wanted to face... She looks at her grandpa's lips, reading it without any problems, " The CEO of the company is going to be my dearest son-in-law, Xavier Watson. I have been observing his skills for the last six months. And I am surprised that he is really good. So, I want you to lead the company to a better place!"

“Holy shit.” I gasped as I looked up at the majestic building that was the CEO’s home. A young butler stood at my side, wearing a polite smile as I gaped at the luxurious building. Don't get me wrong, I knew the CEO was rich, it was obvious, but this was far beyond my expectations.

"Kayla, this is your last chance. Swap out these clueless security guards right now, and I'll forgive you for blocking me." I adjusted my cuff, a flicker of amusement in my eyes. "You'll forgive me? Geoffrey, are you still dreaming?" "What's that supposed to mean? You—" Just then, the grand doors of the banquet hall slowly swung open, and a steady, commanding voice rang out from within. "I am the CEO of Terrell Group. Whatever Ms. Bennett does, it is not your place to forgive." Geoffrey whipped his head around. Out came Wesley in a dark blue suit with an understated jacquard pattern, flanked by a group of senior executives.

he began, “I’m quite surprised to be invited directly by the CEO herself. I thought she only met with industry titans—old money, legacy families.” Eugene’s smile remained perfectly in place, professional and polite. “The CEO values potential and innovation, Mr. Ashton. She believes in recognizing talent before it becomes a legacy.” Eugene glanced over her shoulders and smiled. The words were flattering, almost too smooth, and George noted them with quiet approval. She was good. Trained well.

THREE YEARS LATER “Who’s Theodore bringing tonight?” one of them asked, her voice sweet enough to draw everyone’s attention. Such a high class hypocrite. The event floor murmured with low conversations and delicate clinking of glasses, the only kind of music you could hear from a room filled with money-filled men and swollen egos. Vincent Winston, head of the Winston Empire stood in the center of it all, his presence commanding more respect than anyone else. But now he was in the middle of being pried on by them.

But if he fails to get married today, then the chances of him being appointed as CEO again at the next board meeting will be very unlikely. Mr. Smith, the largest shareholder in the Samudra Group, is known for disliking people who have a history of failure in his life. He said that the man had never appointed a person who had failed in his life to serve as a leader in his companies. Even though it was just hearsay, Sagara didn't want to take any chances. He still had to choose a safe path, one that will not jeopardize his position as CEO of the Samudra Group.

Chapter Three ASHLEY POV I watched slowly as he took his lips in. Staring at me as if I was helpless. Yes. I was helpless. That should be my middle name. Helpless. Being the CEO of a huge company doesn't make me powerful. I mean you can have money and still lack protection. After I leave here, I am firing every single bodyguard I hired. They are nothing but cowards. I expected them to come and rescue me but this tall, handsome dude saved my damsel in distress.

Something like this only made me internally grateful to Gabriel for 'spreading the word' and this time, whatever Gabriel has in mind for him, I wouldn't even dare to stop him. Thinking of it makes me so angry. I've worked hard my whole life. I made a home for myself and my son and he had the effrontery to waltz in and destroy my properties? Is he going crazy? "Can I get a description of what your ex-boss looks like?" "Or you can just look him up. Shawn Landon, CEO of Landon and co." This is probably just me projecting my anger on the police, but it's not like they're doing anything to soothe it.

I replied. She asked me to sit while she made a phone call and excuse herself before disappearing into a room that has the CEO sign on the door. Not more than a minute later she came back out and gestured for me to go inside the Ceo's office. I wanted to ask a question but I just swallowed it and knocked on the door. I entered after a response from inside. Inside the office is very large which is not surprising judging by the size of the whole company. I did a little research about the company before coming and I found out the CEO is in his early thirties.