The steaming love triangle between Penelope Chase and Bryan Stirling and Jason Yale the personal assistant the CEO and boss and his business rival and there's a clash of decisions as tensions rises, the drama is hot and you absolutely don't want to miss out
The CEO'S Maleficence by Dave yuuzy
CHAPTER ONE
Mr.Bryan Stirling of Stirling Information Technologies doesn't look up from his computer when I enter his huge corner office. Even though I know for a fact his secretary buzzed him to tell him she was sending me in.
Just from his profile I can see he's as good-looking as the online pics I saw last night when I was researching the company. Blond hair, aquiline nose. Long face and squared jaw, like a model. Not that I was paying that much attention last night. Kinda hard when Charles kept trying to climb into my lap and bang his favorite rubber spoon on my nose. All the while yelling, "Mia! Mia! Ma! Ma!" to get my attention.
Try telling a two-and-a-half-year old that Mia needs her me-time on the laptop or you're both going to get evicted by the nasty landlord. Yeah. I shudder even thinking about Mr. Thornton. He doesn't even try to pretend he isn't staring at my boobs, no matter if Charles with me or not. At least Mr. Thors-a-lot waited till he caught me alone to tell me to get the rent to him by Friday or come around to some 'alternate forms of payment.' Said while blatantly rubbing at the crotch of his pants.
I stretch my neck and shake out my hands. Focus Penny. All that shit just means this interview is more important than ever. Which leads to the mantra I've been whispering over and over to myself all morning: Don't fuck this up. Don't fuck this up.
"Mr. Stirling?" I finally venture. Maybe he didn't hear the secretary when she buzzed him or notice when I came in. The wall separating his office from the reception is that cool futuristic glass that can frost and unfrost at the touch of a button. It frosted over as I opened the door. I thought Mr. Stirling had control of it, but maybe I'd been wrong and that had been the secretary as well. Am I an idiot just standing here like a stalker and he doesn't even realize there's anyone in the room with him? "I'm here for the Personal Assistant interview?" A grunt is all that greets me in return. I stand awkwardly and look down at my shoes. I immediately frown. Shit. I polished them last night but the left one has a giant scuff down the side. They're just crappy knock-off pumps, but I thought they'd at least last the interview process. I've been desperately job-hunting all month ever since the lawyer's fees and rent and student loan repayments have started stacking up too high.
Especially when another custody hearing is looming. My stomach cramps just at the thought, even though it's the last thing I need to be focusing on right now. But God, the money. It's why I'm here. The money has to come from somewhere. Waitressing gigs aren't cutting it, no matter how many hours I work.
And after a month of job hunting, interviewing with no call-backs, turning over every damn rock possible, this is my last shot-and for a job I'm only remotely qualified for. Personal Assistant. I can do that, right? Assist a person. I'm great at thinking on my feet, helping out where needed. And I know computers and robotics. Well, I've taken classes about them anyway...
I look around the pristine room and swallow. The space isn't like the others I've interviewed in. It looks almost like one of those futuristic sets for a movie. Everything is white, glass, or chrome-the floors, the ceiling, the chairs, the desk. It's all so... immaculate. Perfect.
At least I thought I was qualified for the job. My hands squeeze into fists but I quickly relax them again. The listing didn't say the PA job was for the freaking fucking CEO of the company. And to say that I engaged in a little... creative truth management on my resume would be putting it kindly. But doesn't everyone? And if I can actually pull this off... there wasn't a salary listed, it said full details would be offered at inquiry. But damn, who hasn't heard of Stirling Tech? We talked about the Stirling Tech products all the time in my classes at Oxford and studied the research this man developed. God, this could be the break I've been looking for. If I don't fuck it up.
Mr.Bryan Stirling finally shuts his laptop with a loud clap and looks up at me. For a second I'm startled, just staring at him. He really is attractive, but with a Parisian suave vibe more than an overly muscled All-American football player way. No, he's sleek. The kind of guy you imagine standing in the shadows. Mysterious. Maybe smoking a cigarette. Although the blond hair does throw off the image a little. He's really blond, like me. And younger than I would've thought. I'd guess he's in his thirties, but just barely.
"Miss...?" He waves a hand in my direction and I hurry forward, realizing I've just been standing here stupidly instead of introducing myself like a normal human.
Damn it, Pals. Don't fuck this up!
My legs feel wobbly. I've probably only been waiting about five minutes, but it's felt like fifty. God, I hope I don't have obvious sweat stains under my pits already. I put my extra strength deodorant this ..morning didn't I?
"Miss Penny, Penelope chase" I smile enthusiastically and hold out my hand across his spotless white desk. "Or Penny. You can just call me Penny. " Awesome, way to come across like a bumbling idiot. I just can't believe I'm meeting him. And interviewing in person with him. Although it makes sense, if it's him I'd be working directly with.
Mr. Bryan Stirling 's eyes finally make their way to me.
But they don't make it all the way up to my face. My excitement deflates. His gaze lands firmly on the real estate that is my chest.
Nikki Bell or should one say Nikki Udall is the wife of Mario Udall, the king of the Netherworld where he rules with an iron fist he develops a crude interest in Nikki and makes her fall for him there after establishing his dominance over her and locking her off from the world like in a cage he then unveils his true colours this imprisonment forces Nikki to have a new turn and growing more than his little bird, his princess having experienced life's rough side having realized that they both are like fire and Dynamite , she evolves to an Empress .This story enraps all the drama you could ever imagine at its apex, The Queen in the kingdom by Dave yuuzy has it down for you
Linsey was stood up by her groom to run off with another woman. Furious, she grabbed a random stranger and declared, "Let's get married!" She had acted on impulse, realizing too late that her new husband was the notorious rascal, Collin. The public laughed at her, and even her runaway ex offered to reconcile. But Linsey scoffed at him. "My husband and I are very much in love!" Everyone thought she was delusional. Then Collin was revealed to be the richest man in the world. In front of everyone, he got down on one knee and held up a stunning diamond ring. "I look forward to our forever, honey."
Melanie married Ashton out of gratitude, but she quickly found herself entangled in a web of relentless challenges. Despite these struggles, she stayed true to her commitment to the marriage. In the hospital room, Ashton indifferently attempted to draw her blood, disregarding her discomfort. This callous act was a harsh revelation for Melanie, awakening her to the grim reality of their relationship. Resolved to prioritize her own welfare, she decided to sever ties. With newfound resolve, Melanie filed for divorce. In the process, she unveiled her concealed identities, leaving everyone in shock. Throughout these turbulent times, Melanie realized that Derek, Ashtonās uncle, had been discreetly protecting her all along.
Madisyn was stunned to discover that she was not her parents' biological child. Due to the real daughter's scheming, she was kicked out and became a laughingstock. Thought to be born to peasants, Madisyn was shocked to find that her real father was the richest man in the city, and her brothers were renowned figures in their respective fields. They showered her with love, only to learn that Madisyn had a thriving business of her own. "Stop pestering me!" said her ex-boyfriend. "My heart only belongs to Jenna." "How dare you think that my woman has feelings for you?" claimed a mysterious bigwig.
"You're a creepy bastard." His eyes smolder me and his answering grin is nothing short of beautiful. Deadly. "Yet you hunger for me. Tell me, this appetite of yours, does it always tend toward 'creepy bastards'?" **** Widower and ex-boss to the Mafia, Zefiro Della Rocca, has an unhealthy fixation on the woman nextdoor. It began as a coincidence, growing into mere curiosity, and soon, it was an itch he couldn't ignore, like a quick fix of crack for an addict. He didn't know her name, but he knew every inch of her skin, how it flushed when she climaxed, her favourite novel and that every night she contemplated suicide. He didn't want to care, despising his rapt fascination of the woman. She was in love with her abusive husband. She was married, bound by a contract to the Bratva's hitman. She was off-limits. But when Zefiro wanted something, it was with an intensity that bordered on madness. He obsessed, possessed, owned. There'd be bloodshed if he touched her, but the sight of blood always did fascinate him. * When Susanna flees from her husband, she stumbles right into the arms of her devilishly handsome neighbour with a brooding glare. He couldn't stand her, but she needed him, if she was ever going to escape her husband who now wanted her dead. Better the devil you know than the angel you don't. She should have recalled that before hopping into Zefiro's car and letting him whisk her away to Italy. Maybe then, she wouldn't have started an affair with him. He was the only man who touched her right, and the crazy man took no small pains in ensuring he would be the last.
Eliana was framed by her best friend and her fiance into sleeping with a boy toy in the club and getting impregnated by him. Five years after she had given birth to twins, she returned home and worked under the Moran Group, where she met the CEO-- Maurice. Maurice was a brilliant businessman who did his job well. But in order to stay under the radar, he lived a double life. One as Maurice, and one as Preston. Fate brought the two together again, roping them in on an exciting love story. It all became more complicated when Eliana faced Preston, the man she had slept with before, once again. Now that she was being pursued by two men, how could she ever choose? When would Eliana uncover the secret of Maurice's identity? When was Maurice going to know that he already had two children of his own? How would Eliana face this man when the truth came to light one day? Come and find out.
"Is it considered betrayal to develop feelings for your best friend's boyfriend? What about when fate intervenes, and he turns out to be your destined mate? You might think it's luck and thank the moon goddess for such a twist of fate. That's what I believed until the love of my life uttered those dreaded words: 'I want a divorce!' As I stared at the pregnancy test in my hands, I realized it was better to keep my secret to myself. My name is Violet, and this is my story."