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In the arms of the Ceo

Chapter 2 One chance

Word Count: 2206    |    Released on: 20/11/2024

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ton Brown were still fresh in my mind, motivating me to do my best. As soon as I arrived at the office, Laura handed me a list of tasks for the day, start

ocused on maintaining my professional composure. As I organized the documents, Megan appeare

ponse. "Always

g. "And don't worry about Laura. She c

room. While we waited for the copier to finish, she started talking about company parties and what i

ton personally. I took a deep breath, grabbed the papers, and walked to the elevator, trying to calm down.

htly before entering. "Excuse me, Mr. Brown.

uter and smiled. "Lana, come

, trying to maintain my composure. "Her

ng the papers. "How's your

, but I'm adapting," I replied

s eyes fixed on mine. "If you need a

nd excitement. I returned to my desk and finished my tasks before

u go. Can you take these documents to the centra

When I got there, I started organizing the papers in alphabetical or

eard a familiar

, watching me with a friendly smile. "M

ocuments coming along?"

I replied, trying n

in to pick up one of the fi

es almost touching. I could smell his woody, sophisticated cologne, and my heart beat even faster. The te

Point

he day was going. The interactions with Lana were a welcome distraction, esp

sk. I sighed internally, knowing the conversation would not be plea

do for you

w why I'

It was always about the women. He couldn'

ure in annoying me, Anton. But it's n

in my personal life, and who I sleep wi

that you have to make headlines every time. You can't just play behind closed door

ice of words. He didn't curs

o funny?"

n't see what this has

set, Anton. They see the news

is isn't a damn joke! I know you don't care about this company. Maybe you'd be happy to throw it away at the

father's. I was a lot of things-a disappointment, a

ange won't work. God knows I've talked to you about this a thousand times.

asked, shock r

ue, a woman walked in. She was older but fit. Her dark hair w

" my father said. "Th

, Anton. We'll be working together as

k that's nece

ears to build. The investors are threatening to pull out, Anton. Two of them suggested looking elsewhere. That makes the board nervous.

t just because I didn't do things his way, and because I played around, didn't m

ed me to work with this woman to prove I was serious about

in your contract,

e to me. She talked to me like

it," I said, trying not to

miliar with the

That's for married employee

father, who turned h

the employment contract based on an employee's conduct that ne

low a dictionary?" I grinned at my own

and what that m

my face. "Yes, but I don't

legally obligated to uphold a certain public im

"You want me to st

don't do something about your playboy st

said defiantly. "

f you don't shape up and start acting like the owner of Brown E

in. "You can't d

rld, it was his company. He could ditch me-his only son-in a heartbeat. But he'd fight to

ut the probationary

ned my

bation," Brenda offered. "During this period, th

sounded familiar. I had so

robation. So, you better shape up fast. And you better do i

tanding up and turni

soon?" my

de yourself clear. I need to fix my playboy image."

breaking that stone-cold e

think

not serious. He's

id. "Better yet, send me a list of what I should do, bec

ice before my father or B

to the elevator. I pressed the button and entered wit

d the damn thing. When my father retired, I signed on the dotted line to get what was coming to me, and th

he contract in the first place. Maybe that sh

pease the board and investors. And there was no way in hell I was leaving. I cared about this company. I might

'd be nothing left

form to this messed-up image they wanted

ooking for any excuse to push me out. I just didn't know how easy it would be for them with the conduct cla

. And I had to ma

e building, the wind cut through my coat, and I raised the collar. Clumsy Lana popp

ought about my public image and ho

woman even Brenda J

ar, a light bulb w

arried wasn't s

ed increasingly appealing. Someone who could keep up the act for a while, make me

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