

THE CEO ALPHA KING
Blessing D Writes · Completed · 168.0k Words
Introduction
I gulped and quickly nodded my head in response. Not that I have a say or can refuse him anyways.
My name is Serena. A weak and clumsy she-wolf, my clumsiness landed me in trouble with the CEO of the company I work for and now I will have to pay for my sins.
But if only I knew working as his slave will turn out to be the greatest thing that ever happened to me, I wouldn't have been so scared of him in the first place. If only I knew the moon goddess was just trying to change me through him, I couldn't have ran away one day to infuriate him.
Mr Zed Williams is a well known billionaire werewolf CEO all over Los Angeles. His fashion company is literally the best. He is hot, I mean smoking hot, he doesn't give a shit about the opposite gender. He dislikes the opposite gender a lot, reasons best known to him.
He got pissed off by the newest female employee in his empire and now he is going to make her regret ever stepping on his toes. But if only he knew making her his slave was the goddess's way to change him, would he or would he have not made her his slave?
Chapter 1
Serena's POV
As I stood in front of one of the biggest and tallest skyscrapers in the city, I couldn't help but feel in awe at it. With the bright 8am sun shining brightly and reflecting against the Apex, it looked like a magical castle except with glass as it's walls. It was tall, huge and spoke of Wealth.
With the inscription 'WILLIAM ZEE FASHION INDUSTRY' just at the center of the building, a wave of pride flushed through me.
I was going to be working here!
The biggest fashion industry in the country, home to beautiful and recognized models. It was an empire on its own.
I couldn't stop the rush of excitement that rushed through me as I thankful appreciated my sister in my mind. She works here and had secured a job for me at the last minute.
"Hey!" A loud voice shouted from inside the building, and I recognized the older man from my interview a week ago.
"Why are you standing there? Aren't you one of the new interns? Get your fucked up ass in!" He yelled And I hurriedly snapped out of my awe, rushing excitedly into the building.
"Go straight. Follow that line and you'll see a door. Your fellow interns are there, the president wants to meet each and every one of you." He pointed towards a direction just opposite what I figured was a lounge area.
I nodded my head in thanks, rushing through the corridors while admiring every office I passed through. The interior of the building was far more exquisite than the exterior.
With glass doors, sparkling chandeliers hanging from very high ceilings, and beautiful artworks hanging off sterile white walls. The whole place was gorgeous.
I found the door, took a deep breath and pulled it open. My gaze fell on four other guys in the room, they sat in single chairs as each of them eyes fixed solely on me.
I recognized them immediately from the interview and I realised I had been the only girl who must have been picked.
I had no doubt that my sister might have put in a good word for me so I got selected.
I ignored their glances, but mostly because I was shy and hurriedly went in, shutting the door slightly and taking the seat closest to me.
I hadn't sat down completely when the door opened again to reveal a young woman with bright red hair, a frown on her lips and blue eyes that glared daggers at everyone before stopping at me.
I shifted uncomfortably at the attention before she spoke in a fierce voice. "Number One rule. Never be late." She said, walking in and slamming the door shut loudly, I jerked in my seat.
"I'm sorry." I whispered, and I saw her nod before looking at the other guys. I almost sigh in relief.
"Yes, as I was saying. The CEO of our company, Mr Zed Williams will come to personally see you guys. I'll advise you to act normal but brave at the same time. Don't make any silly mistake when speaking when you aren't spoken to." She said, folding her arms in all seriousness.
"Mr Zed hates that." Her blue eyes turned to me once more.
Why is she staring at me that way? Did I do something wrong again? I wondered, taking my eyes to the floor this time, not wanting to feel her penetrating gaze.
"What is your name?" She pointed to me in question, unfolding her arms to watch me accusingly.
"Me?" I asked, pointing towards myself acting foolishly like I always do.
"Yes. You," she rolled her eyes in annoyance.
"It's Serena ma'am." I answered, almost standing up in fear to respond to her.
"Serena what?" She asked again, louder this time and I couldn't help but rise abruptly to my feet. I could feel the other four pairs of eyes burning holes into me as anxiety filled my veins.
"Serena Williams."
I watched as she took out a file that she had dropped on the table upon walking in. She furrowed her eyebrows as she scanned through it before sighing, dropping it and facing me, softly this time.
"Okay Serena, I'll personally advise you to sit at the back and be firm. Don't behave the way you did earlier or you might get yourself thrown out." She advised, and I nodded vigorously before taking my seat, breathing loudly in relief.
"Ok now. I'll leave you guys, stay here until the boss comes, you can't leave this place." Her stern voice boomed, and from the corner of my eyes I saw the guys nod.
"I'll leave now." She added, snatching her file before exiting the room, slamming the door shut once more.
I flipped my head on the table, feeling lighter as she left. I wiped my sweaty palms against my gown, before putting my hand above my chest to calm my beating heart.
This was supposed to be the time my wolf in me would try to calm me, but all that was left was just my own mind constantly reminding how clumsy and weak I was. And how I was so undeserving of anything good.
And not only did I think so. No. My sister was a constant reminder of everything I wasn't. She had the beauty, brains, perfect figure, dashing smile, smooth skin.
And though I could accept she was far better than me, what I couldn't come to accept was the constant reminder that I was the one who killed my mother.
While I hadn't taken a knife or gun at my mother, she had died giving birth to me. And my sister, joined by the same mother but not the same father, drilled that into my head every time she got.
I remember I used to get mad at her when she accused me of it, but after some time, seeing how far she had gone in modelling and securing a bright future for herself, I came to realise that maybe I was the one with issues.
The clumsy she-wolf, like everyone called me. The one who got rejected in every company I applied to. The one who didn't go to college. The ugly one.
And after giving in to her, she finally announced to me that she had secured a job for me at the same company she worked at. While it wasn't my dream job, it was still something I was grateful to her for.
"Serena." I heard a male voice call me. I lifted my head up to stare at the guy sitting in front of me. His blonde hair swept back from his face to reveal bright green eyes. He had a dimple in his cheeks as he smiled at me. He was handsome. I couldn't deny that.
"Hey." I heard him snap his fingers at me to draw my attention back to him.
"Yes." I shook my head, snapping out of my gaze. I hadn't realized I had been admiring his eyes as a blush tainted my cheeks.
He chuckled as the other guys and I wanted to sink into the ground.
"Your phone is ringing." he shook his head in amusement and I realised my phone was ringing loudly in my bag.
I immediately took it out to see it was my sister calling. I picked it and placed it over my left ear.
"Serena, are you here already?" Her voice sounded, impatiently.
"I'm at the company but-" I started to say but as usual, she never let me speak.
"Ask around for the dressing room. Come there now." She ordered before ending the call abruptly.
My mind flashed at the warning the red haired woman had said, concerning not leaving until the CEO arrived. I already angered her once and I couldn't disobey this time.
I sighed deeply, taking my phone to dial my sister but it went straight to voicemail. I groaned and confusion welled through me.
What should I do?
Should I quickly go and tell her I wasn't supposed to leave?
Hopefully the CEO wouldn't have arrived by then.
I looked at the time and it read, 817am. By 830 I should be back here. No harm done. And as quick as a fox.
I rose to my feet, flinging my bag on my shoulders as I made my way towards the door, when a voice called out to me.
"Are you going somewhere?" I turned to see the blonde guy who had spoken to me earlier, his eyes laced with worry.
"I will be back." I replied to him tiredly before walking out.
I rushed to a worker dressed in a corporate suit. He stops to glare at me, glancing through my oversized gown and worn out shoes.
"What is it?" He asked, his voice tainted with a little bit of disgust.
"Please, where is the dressing room?" I ask, sounding as polite as I could, ignoring the stare he gave me once more.
Seems like everyone had an attitude problem in the company. I said nothing though before he spoke again.
"Fifth floor." He walked away not waiting for me to utter a thank you. I rushed towards the elevator, narrowly missing a lady who was walking with a husky.
I got to the dressing room completely awe by the numerous clothes hanging off different racks, everyone seemed to be busy as they went about the large room.
My eyes settled on one of the models already dressed. She was in a long silver gown, with her blonde hair styled perfectly and felt in waves over her shoulders. She stood in a pose with a camera shutter in front of her.
The moment her gaze found mine, I blushed and went around in search of my sister. Maybe I wasn't supposed to be looking. I wasn't sure, but I didn't stick around to find out.
I found my sister at the extreme end of the room, in a perfect red gown that clinged to her like a second skin. Her curves stood out as she admired herself in the mirror, her hair tied up exposing pale smooth skin. Her hazel eyes found mine immediately and she turned to me. A frown working itself upon her bright red lips.
"You are late." She walked time folding her hand in front of her chest, pushing her breast up a little.
"I'm sorry Kate. But I came to tell you that we were asked to stay back and wait for the CEO because he is gonna be seeing us before we start anything," I said to her, glancing briefly at a model who passed me, a make up artist hot on her heels.
"The CEO isn't coming to work today." Kate rolled her eyes, ignoring me as she grabbed my hand leading me to a heap of clothes on a large sofa.
"I need you to sort out these dresses for me. Colour by colour, texture by texture." She orders and I open my mouth to speak but she beats me to it.
"You are nothing but an assistant here. This is your work. You are here to assist us in getting dressed. And that includes sorting out our clothes. Today is your first day, you should work without complaining, come on. Go to work," she snapped her fingers at me before walking off to talk to another model who just walked in.
I sigh before getting down to work. She said that the CEO wasn't coming to work today after all, I might as well just do it and return after that.
"Kate, don't tell me that 'thing' is your sister?" I heard a voice ask and I turned to see the model I had been gawking at earlier, eyeing me while talking to my sister.
"Sadly, my mom adopted her out of pity before she died." I heard Kate yawn as if bored.
"What a relief. You're so pretty while she looks like a lizard." I heard her chuckle.
"Come on Betty. Why refer to her as a lizard in her presence? You should have just said it behind her back." I heard my sister feign sadness before laughing.
"Oh please. What can she do to me? She is an intern, I can easily get her fired," Betty said, joining Kate in laughter.
But I didn't turn to look at them as I continued sorting out the dresses, my sight getting blurry as I felt tears gathering around them.
"It's alright Serena. You are not a lizard. You are many things but not a lizard, just ignore them, ignore them." A voice whispered in my head.
Many times I was sad or depressed, there was that tiny voice, encouraging me. And sadly, I knew it wasn't my wolf.
After finishing sorting the dress, I looked around to see my sister and her model friend and left, probably for a shoot. Leaving the dresses, inside what to do next, I left the room, not rushing out since my sister had said the CEO wouldn't be coming.
I passed by a coffee maker, and decided to get one. The hot cup in my hand calmed me a little, and I started to make my way back to the office where I was asked to wait.
I opened the door and immediately bumped into a huge figure in front of me, the coffee slipping out of my hands and splashing against black ironed suit as I lost my balance, smacking my butt on the floor.
A strong, dangerous and powerful aura overwhelmed me, forcing me to submit as the figure turned to me slowly. I raised my eyes to see a tall man with black hair and cold grey eyes, my heart sank as fear ran through my veins as I recognized the man I had bumped into.
The Werewolf King. The Alpha King, and above all, The CEO of William Zee Fashion Industry.
Mr Zed Williams. Oh, I'm so fucked up.
Last Chapters
#80 Chapter 80
Last Updated: 3/3/2025#79 Chapter 79
Last Updated: 3/3/2025#78 Chapter 78
Last Updated: 3/3/2025#77 Chapter 77
Last Updated: 3/3/2025#76 Chapter 76
Last Updated: 3/3/2025#75 Chapter 75
Last Updated: 3/3/2025#74 Chapter 74
Last Updated: 3/3/2025#73 Chapter 73
Last Updated: 3/3/2025#72 Chapter 72
Last Updated: 3/3/2025#71 Chapter 71
Last Updated: 3/3/2025
You Might Like 😍
Hucow: Naughty Nectar Farms
Hey, my name's Alice, and my boyfriend's name is... Yeah, no, we're not doing that song and dance. Naw. Once upon a time, I was just another girl hoping for a simple life after high school. Now, I'm ensnared in the grotesque reality of Naughty Nectar Farms (NNF), not a farm but a prison where shadows don’t just whisper—they scream with the horrors of the night.
My stepfather, blinded by greed, sold my freedom and my innocence to this nightmare. Here, I am nothing more than livestock, subjected to the twisted whims of those who see women as commodities to be bred, milked, and broken. But while they may have trapped my body, they can't imprison my will.
Each day, I hear the hushed, sinister talks of breeding and milking disguised as agricultural innovation. I see the cruel fate of my fellow captives, poked, prodded, and dehumanized. Yet in this lab of horrors, where humanity is stripped away, I hold onto one truth—they think I am weak, demure, broken. They are mistaken.
I am guilty of many things, but submission is not one of them. Here in the depths of despair, my fury simmers. I am plotting, waiting. For though they have taken much, my resolve grows with each passing day. I will lead us out of this darkness, or die trying. This is no ordinary farm, and I am no ordinary woman.
The Pack: Rule Number 1 - No Mates
"Let me go," I whimper, my body trembling with need. "I don't want you touching me."
I fall forward onto the bed then turn around to stare at him. The dark tattoos of Domonic's chiseled shoulders, quiver and and expand with the heave of his chest. His deep dimpled smile is full of arrogance as he reaches behind himself to lock the door.
Biting his lip, he stalks toward me, his hand going to the seam of his pants and the thickening bulge there.
"Are you sure you don't want me to touch you?" He whispers, untying the knot and slipping a hand inside. "Because I swear to God, that is all I have been wanting to do. Every single day from the moment you stepped in our bar and I smelled your perfect flavor from across the room."
New to the world of shifters, Draven is human on the run. A beautiful girl who no one could protect. Domonic is the cold Alpha of the Red Wolf Pack. A brotherhood of twelve wolves that live by twelve rules. Rules which they vowed could NEVER be broken.
Especially - Rule Number One - No Mates
When Draven meets Domonic, he knows that she is his mate, but Draven has no idea what a mate is, only that she has fallen in love with a shifter. An Alpha that will break her heart to make her leave. Promising herself, she will never forgive him, she disappears.
But she doesn’t know about the child she’s carrying or that the moment she left, Domonic decided rules were made to be broken - and now will he ever find her again? Will she forgive him?
Crossing the lines ( Sleeping with my Best friends)
get together with the rest of our college friends,led me to reveal some of my secrets. And some of theirs. From being accused by friends I gave up. Little did I know the get together was just a ruse for them to get back into my life and they were playing the long game, making sure I belonged to them and them only.
Dean's POV : The minute we I opened the door and saw her ,so beautiful, I knew it was either going to go our way or she ran. We fell in love with her at Eighteen,she was seventeen and off limits,she saw us as brother so we waited, when she disappeared we let her ,she thought we had no idea where she was ,she as absolutely fucking wrong. We watch her every move and knew how to make her cave to our wishes.
Aleck's POV : Little Layla had become so fucking beautiful, Dean and I decided she would be ours. She walked around the island unaware if what was coming her way.one way or the other Our best friend would end up under us in our bed and she would ask for it too.
From omega to luna
As he took in her face, his eyes met her ice blue ones, and he stopped breathing for a moment.
While he was frozen, his wolf was ecstatic and tried to push him forward. She looked just as surprised as him. He took two strides and ended up inches away from her.
“Mate!” he growled, never breaking eye contact.
***Bella is an omega, lowest in rank of the pack. But she has accepted her place in life. Graham is the alpha, top of the rank. Strong, fierce, and determined to do what is best for his pack. In his mind, he doesn’t have any time for a mate. Yet they meet each other in the midst of the biggest conflict between the packs and rogues to date.
The Mafia's Sugar Queen
Struggling to save her ailing mother and escape crushing financial ruin, Hannah enters a high-stakes arrangement that promises to solve her problems—but at what cost? Leonardo, a man with shadows darker than night and power beyond imagination, offers her everything she needs. Luxury. Security. Protection.
But in the treacherous landscape of wealth and power, nothing is as simple as it seems.
As Hannah navigates a complex web of sugar dating, corporate warfare, and unexpected emotions, she discovers that some bargains come with strings that can either save you or destroy you completely.
When lines between transaction and passion blur, and enemies circle like sharks, Hannah must decide: Is survival worth the price of her soul?
Healing His Broken Luna....
Heartsong
I looked strong, and my wolf was absolutely gorgeous.
I looked to where my sister is sitting and her and the rest of her posse have jealous fury on their faces. I then look up to where my parents are and they're glaring at my picture, if looks alone could set shit on fire.
I smirk at them then I turn away to face my opponent, everything else falling away but what was here on this platform. I take my skirt and cardigan off. Standing in just my tank and capris, I move into a fighting position and wait for the signal to start -- To fight, to prove, and not hide myself anymore.
This was going to be fun. I thought, a grin on my face.
This book ”Heartsong” contains two books “Werewolf’s Heartsong” and “Witch’s Heartsong”
Mature Audience Only: Contains mature luangege, sex, abuse and violence
Off Limits, Brother's Best Friend
“You are going to take every inch of me.” He whispered as he thrusted up.
“Fuck, you feel so fucking good. Is this what you wanted, my dick inside you?” He asked, knowing I have benticing him since the beginning.
“Y..yes,” I breathed.
Brianna Fletcher had been running from dangerous men all her life but when she got an opportunity to stay with his elder brother after graduation, there she met the most dangerous of them all. Her brother's best friend, a mafia Don. He radiated danger but she couldn't stay away.
He knows his best friend's little sister is off limits and yet, he couldn't stop thinking of her.
Will they be able to break all rules and find closure in each other's arms?
Mating Moon
The Song in the Alpha's Heart
Alora, has been hated by her family since birth. Her Families favorite pastime is torturing her.
After turning eighteen she's rejected by her mate, who turns out to be her older sisters boyfriend.
Breaking the chains that bound her powers, Alora is freed from the family that hates her, and is given a new family.
When an old friend and protecter of her's returns home to tak his place as next Alpha of Alpha's, Alora's life is once more changed for the better as he says the fated word. "Mate."
Mated To The Cold Hearted Alpha
"You want me to fuck you, I know it"
"As much as you don't like me, you're my mate and you can't deny it."
He stood up behind me, one hand holding my hip, and leaned down, his breath ragged against my neck, his voice was husky,
"You'll listen to your body... what it wants... and my body... what it needs. Only the pleasure that a small bite can bring."
At the age of 15, I was shocked to hear the ruthless Alpha claim that I was his mate.
To make matters worse, he killed my father, who was trying to protect me. At that time, I successfully ran away from him.
However, when I turned 18, I fell into his trap again.
I hated him and wanted revenge, but the moon goddess had a different plan for me.
I was his mate, and we were fated to be together. No matter the circumstances, my body couldn't resist him.
Claimed by My Bully Alpha
Suddenly, the boy who used to be her tormentor had turned into her protector, attracting the attention of not only other allies, but jealous classmates that want her gone forever. But how can she accept the fact that the boy who had tormented her all through high school was suddenly obsessed with her? Will she give love a chance or will she end up just like her mother, broken and destroyed and six feet under.