My CEO

Xander gripped the steering wheel of Valeria’s sleek black McLaren, the hum of the engine smooth under his control. He maneuvered through the city streets effortlessly; he had been a general manager in his father’s company before everything collapsed. Driving wasn’t the problem. The problem was Valeria sitting beside him, silent, calculating, unreadable.

He glanced at her, stealing a moment to admire the way the city lights reflected in her cold, silver eyes. He had loved her once; perhaps he still did, in some twisted way. But now, he was learning something new about her. She wasn’t just a cold and untouchable woman; she was elite. The kind of elite who didn’t just inherit wealth but built it with blood, precision, and control. And now, she was testing him.

Valeria leaned back in her seat, watching him as if she were conducting an experiment.

“You could betray me, you know.” Her voice was smooth, like glass over steel. “Steal my empire, play your little tricks. But you won’t.”

Xander smirked. “And why’s that?”

She turned her gaze to the cityscape beyond the windshield. “Because being trusted is a discipline. And you—”

she tilted her head slightly toward him,

“are too disciplined to throw that away.”

Xander exhaled, his grip tightening on the wheel. She wasn’t wrong. He had every reason to rip her empire apart, to use her resources for his revenge. After all, she had let him rot in captivity for a year while his family, his so-called powerful father and brother, had done nothing. His kidnapper was still out there, untouchable by law, and yet here he was, driving for her, working for her.

And now? She had placed him as CEO, not as a reward, but as a sentence. She wanted him to bleed money out of the industry, to grind and suffer under the weight of success, to make every profit with his own hands. She wasn’t giving him a life; she was forcing him to earn one.

Valeria was merciless, pressing him down like a submissive Alpha trained to increase her empire’s value. She knew exactly what she was doing. She wasn’t just making him work; she was ensuring he became more valuable than money itself.

Xander, however, wasn’t entirely broken. He found himself staring at the towering office building ahead; the headquarters of an industry giant. It wasn’t just any company. It had the potential to surpass his brother’s legacy, to erase the shame of his family’s name.

Valeria had given him power, but it came with a cost. A cost he might be willing to pay.

Because at the end of the day, regret wasn’t the emotion burning inside him.

It was ambition.

And that was far more dangerous.

The black McLaren smoothly pulled into the VIP parking area of the towering skyscraper, its polished exterior gleaming under the city lights. The building was a hub of high-end corporate offices, housing numerous tenants whose exorbitant rent fees lined the pockets of those in power. And now, Xander was at the core of it all—Valeria’s personal tool to extract wealth from every possible avenue.

Dressed in the last outfit he had worn before being stripped of his former status and subjected to Valeria’s relentless discipline, Xander stepped out of the car. He had no choice but to follow her lead, to play the role she had carved out for him. Once an Alpha with dominance in his veins, now he was reduced to her pawn—a submissive Alpha pressed into servitude to fuel her empire.

Valeria had thought that placing him as CEO of this empire would be enough for him to fund his own survival. But she wasn’t that merciful. No, she was committed to making him suffer, to extracting every ounce of value from him until he was more precious than money itself. Xander was not just a figurehead; he was the keystone of her financial conquests. Every investment, every acquisition, every deal—he would make them successful, or he would regret it.

As they stepped into the grand lobby, Valeria’s gaze was sharp. “Your job is simple,” she said, her tone laced with authority. “Double the money from the tenants’ rent. I don’t care how impossible you think it is—play your tricks, make it happen. The money comes to me. In return, you get to enjoy the life of luxury.”

Xander hummed thoughtfully, walking beside her with a measured pace. He had already devised a plan, and soon, he would present it in Valeria’s office. But as they rode the elevator up to her private suite, a thought crawled into his mind. It was insane, really; if he played his cards right, he could amass wealth that rivaled his family’s legacy. He could reclaim what was his and finally escape Valeria’s grip.

But that was meaningless.

If he tried to flee, she could obliterate his existence in an instant. Valeria was an elite whose influence extended beyond legal boundaries. She could have him thrown into a country jail without a trial; just like she had done to him before. No law could protect him from her.

Stepping into her lavish office, Xander exhaled slowly. “It’s crazy,” he murmured, staring at the opulent space where his fate was sealed. He had the power to make fortunes, but none of it would ever be his own.

And yet, a part of him wasn’t resisting anymore.

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Valeria sat in Xander’s room, her manicured fingers drumming against the armrest. She expected him to be late—perhaps as a final act of defiance—but no. He arrived precisely on time, punctual to the second.

Xander walked in, his posture sharp and controlled, carrying the air of a man who knew exactly what he was doing. Without a word, he powered on the projector. The screen illuminated, displaying the first slide of his presentation.

Valeria crossed her legs, watching with a skeptical smirk. "Let's see what kind of trick you've cooked up," she muttered.

The slides revealed a bold strategy; one that didn’t rely on raising the rent yet promised triple the revenue.

He offers first strategy Phantom Leasing Strategy; Xander proposed an elite membership program for select tenants, granting them privileges like priority maintenance, luxury concierge services, and access to private lounges; at a steep price. The tenants would believe they were receiving exclusive benefits, but in reality, they were paying for luxuries that already existed, just repackaged and resold.

Flexible lease manipulation

Instead of fixed leases, Xander introduced a high-demand bidding system for premium office spaces. The top 20% of tenants would compete for the best floors, driving the price higher naturally. No rules were broken; only their greed was being played against them.

He suggests tenant monetization loop. By securing partnerships with high-end service providers; private chauffeurs, executive catering, and even financial consultants; Xander created a system where tenants would unknowingly funnel money back into the building's revenue streams. Every convenience they paid for fed directly into Valeria’s pocket.

Valeria’s smirk faded as she read through the fine details. She scoffed, tilting her head.

“So, the rent stays the same, but you turn their own habits into money-printing machines?”

Xander leaned back slightly, watching her reaction.

"They think they’re winning. They feel exclusive. They’ll pay more willingly than if we forced them.”

For a moment, Valeria said nothing. Then, slowly, a grin curled on her lips.

“Not bad… not bad at all.”

But as she glanced at Xander, she noticed something else; something unspoken behind his composed exterior. This strategy wasn’t just about money. He was playing the game with an end goal in mind.

And she would find out what it was.

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Valeria sat on the plush velvet chair in her private suite, her fingers rhythmically tapping against the armrest. The air smelled of expensive perfume and power, and she relished it. Her patience was legendary, but tonight, she found herself glancing at the time more often than usual. Xander was never late—not after what had happened the last time.

Just as the digital clock hit the agreed time, the door creaked open. Xander stepped in, his dark eyes carrying the weight of a plan so audacious it could either make them richer than ever or land them both in trouble.

"Good," Valeria murmured, watching him wheel in the projector. "At least you still mind your time."

Xander said nothing, just pressed a button. The screen lit up, revealing the first slide. His voice was measured, precise.

"This is how we triple the tenants’ payments without raising the rent," he began, clicking to the next slide.

Valeria scoffed, crossing one leg over the other. "Impossible. These people aren’t stupid."

Xander smirked. "That’s where you're wrong. We don’t raise their rent—we raise their necessities."

The next slide detailed the strategy:

"First, Premium Access Fee – Turning the best parking spaces, elevator priority, and concierge services into a paid membership model. Tenants who refuse? They'll suddenly find their employees wasting time on slow service.

Second, Infrastructure Optimization – Small, calculated inconveniences like "maintenance upgrades" that conveniently suggest premium alternatives, all of which cost more but ensure smoother operations.

And last one is; Tenant-Sponsored Events – Luxury networking events that businesses must join to keep up their image, all at their expense. They pay us to attend, believing it benefits them."

Valeria leaned back, hiding her amusement. "You’re trickier than I thought."

Xander shut off the projector and faced her. "With this, we make triples without a single price hike."

For a moment, Valeria was silent. Then, a slow clap echoed through the room. "Clever, Xander. You finally understand the game."

Xander exhaled, allowing himself a hint of satisfaction. But just as he was about to turn away, Valeria reached into her desk and pulled out a familiar object; polished steel cuffs.

His smirk faltered. "Wait, what?"

"You looked a little too confident," she purred. "And you know what happens when you're too cool, don't you?"

Xander stepped back, hands raised. "Come on, Valeria. You said you liked the plan."

"I do." She stood, walking toward him with deliberate steps. "But I also enjoy reminding you who's in control."

He swallowed hard. "Mercy?"

Valeria tilted her head. "Maybe. If you ask nicely."

Xander clenched his jaw, pride warring with survival instinct. In the end, he sighed, lowering his head slightly. "Please… Valeria."

A victorious smirk played on her lips. "That’s better."

The cuffs clicked.

_________ That was his first day, now his second day, and they still maneuver how to apply it_____

“How in the world,” she murmured, shaking her head, “did you manage to triple the rental revenue without increasing the rent price?”

Xander smirked, knowing he had her attention. “Simple,” he said, clicking to the next slide. “I restructured the payment model. Instead of a fixed monthly fee, I introduced premium service packages, concierge access, priority maintenance, exclusive networking events, all wrapped in an attractive subscription model. Tenants are paying more, but they don’t feel like they’re paying more.”

Valeria’s brows lifted slightly. “So you disguised the increase as an upgrade.”

“Not a disguise,” Xander corrected smoothly. “An enhancement. Tenants see the value, so they don’t resist it.”

Valeria studied him for a moment, then let out a quiet chuckle. “I should’ve expected nothing less from someone as tricky as you.”

He grinned, reveling in her approval; until she stood up and walked toward him. There was a glint in her eye, something playful yet commanding. Before he could react, cold steel clicked around his wrists.

“V-Valeria—” Xander stammered, looking down at the handcuffs now securing him to the chair.

She leaned in, her voice is whispering against his ear. “You’re too cool for your own good, Xander. I can’t have you getting cocky.”

He swallowed hard. “Come on, Valeria… we’re at the office.”

“Exactly,” she mused. “Which means you’ll behave, won’t you?”

Xander let out a nervous chuckle, glancing toward the door. If anyone walked in—

“Beg for mercy,” she teased, tilting his chin up. “Or I might just keep you like this until the board meeting.”

He groaned, giving in to the inevitable. “Valeria, please… have mercy.”

For a couple of hours, she toyed with him, alternating between taunting and rewarding his cooperation. By the time she finally released him, Xander was more than willing to comply with whatever romantic terms she set. As the handcuffs clicked open, he exhaled in relief, rubbing his wrists.

“Consider it a reminder,” Valeria said, brushing a hand over his shoulder. “Stay humble, Xander.”

He smirked. “I’ll stay whatever you want; just don’t do that in front of your employees.”

She only smiled, turning away as if nothing had happened, leaving him to wonder just how much control he truly had in their dynamic.

As it is his second day of Xander being her CEO. Valeria left his room after toying with him, and he was already released after a session of their romance. Now, Xander remained calm and seemed dominant. Valeria asked him to start his strategy, and Xander got to work while she watched.

Xander’s approach was methodical and precise. He began by analyzing the company's current standing, swiftly identifying inefficiencies that others had overlooked. With sharp intuition, he delegated tasks to key personnel, restructuring teams to maximize productivity. His confidence was evident in the way he issued directives; succinct, clear, and impossible to challenge.

He mapped out the quarterly projections with a calculated precision, merging his expertise with Valeria’s overarching vision. Every decision was supported by solid data, each move a step ahead of potential risks. Under his leadership, negotiations with high-profile clients were seamlessly handled, securing lucrative deals that reinforced the company’s dominance in the industry.

As he executed his strategies, Valeria observed in silent admiration. She had expected competence, but what she witnessed was something beyond that; an unstoppable force of efficiency and control. Even as he worked, there was an undeniable magnetism in his presence, a stark contrast to the submissive state she had left him in just hours ago. And yet, he never forgot the balance of power between them. Xander's dominance in the business world was undisputed, but in their private realm, she still held the reins. For now, she was content to watch him reign.

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