Grayson Enterprises...
Ethan's black Mercedes Benz screeched to a halt in the expansive parking lot of the company.
Without his usual detour to the private elevator in the basement, he strode purposefully toward the main entrance.
For the first time in the company's history, employees caught a glimpse of the elusive CEO in the flesh.
Conversations hushed, chairs scraped against floors as people stood in unison, bowing in respect.
Murmurs then filled the air like an electric current.
"Is that really our boss?"
"The CEO? Ethan Grayson?"
"Gosh! He's so handsome!"
Ethan's chiseled jaw and piercing eyes scanned the room with disinterest, his sharp suit slightly crumpled—a stark contrast to his usual immaculate appearance. He ignored the stares and whispers, his long strides carrying him swiftly to the elevator. The doors slid shut behind him, leaving a wave of awe and speculation in his wake.
