Chained to the CEO

tighter, her freshly polished nails digging into the faux leather. Her heels clicked nervously against the marble

glass office panels and chrome details, it screamed power. And somewhere at t

warned. "He's sharp, observant, and doesn't tolera

ble sh

pended on it, because in a way-it did. She needed the money. She needed the new beginning. But most of all,

she knocked once on the

the voice-lo

magined. Floor-to-ceiling windows offered a sweeping view of the city skyline. Th

a file in front of him, fingers flipping p

omeway panicking ,clearing her thr

no g

late,"

stunned. "Sir

time starts before 8. If you

her pride and

minutes to brief me

slightly with her folder, then caught her

nvestors. Lunch at 12:15 with Mr. Lartey from Accra Bank-confirmed this morning. Your

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stayed calm and

ffee on her blouse and barked at her to

or the weak. But she

corner desk outside the CEO's office, eyes heavy but fingers still typi

e stil

the Tokyo report was ready. I

died her. "Most assista

most as

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