Scoundrel CEO

er all, power was not only in what was shown, but also in what was hidden. The modern lights and elegant touches of marble and glass reflected the power and success that the company

e. "Good morning, Mr. Wolfe," she said breathlessly, trying to maintain her compos

. The ride to the top floor was quick, but it was enough to allow me to gather my thoughts and mentally prepare myself for the day ahead. When the doors opened, Jenna Miller, my secretary, was already waiting for me with a stack of documents. Jenna was e

, without looking up from my papers. The door opened and a woman walked in, her presence immediately felt in the room. I looked up and there was my new secretary, her posture confident and her eyes scanning every detail of the room. "Good morning, Mr. Wolfe. I'm Chloe Carter." She extended her hand with a smile that exuded professionalism. "Good morning, Chloe. Please take a seat." I shoo

refully choosing her next words. Her eyes sparkled with a determination that intrigued me. "And personally, I enjoy challenges and stepping out of my comfort zone." I wa

, Mr. Wolfe." Jenna nodded and turned to Chloe. "Come with me, Chloe. I'll show you around." "Excuse me," Chloe said, finally breaking eye contact, her voice shaking slightly but trying to hide the nervousness that was now more evident. She lifted her chin in an attempt to regain control, and I couldn't help but smile a little. I nodded slightly, keeping my eyes on her in an intimidating way that made her blush slightly before turning to follow Jenna. As they left

a relationship, I will be the chaos of her relationship, since, without a doubt, I will be the one she

usy week like the one we had just endured. I was still digesting the news of my promotion, something that, honestly, I never imagined would happen. Working directly with Sebastian Wolfe would be a challenge, but also an opportunity that I could not pass up. "Chloe, don't you think you're overthinking this?" Jenna asked me, as she made a bowl of popcorn in the kitchen. The smell of melted

rue," I agreed, smiling as I grabbed some popcorn. "Remember how it all started? Three years ago, when I decided to move out of my parents' house and come live with you?" Jenna laughed, settling down next to me on the couch. "How could I forget? You seemed so determined to start your own life, to

' house, our relationship has only gotten better. They live in the same neighborhood, so I visit them often