The Small Terrorist CEO

Honesty of Ryan

" Ryan's gonna give you your contract tomorrow, you're gonna have to read the contract well or I'll tear you apart. I don't care how dangerous you are, Aleeson. But I know you as an ordinary girl not p3m6unu4."

" What ? are you crazy ?" Ryan screamed a little. " I took care of you desperately Dylan. You're just letting this psychopath work for your company."

" Now, tell me. Shouldn't you be waiting for the next mission ?" Dylan repeated the topic that Aleeson had initially been troubled by. That's Ryan's departure from the Marcats.

" They're shooting at civilians. The commander said that we came to Kobash country to protect the people there from the food crisis. Until we destroyed one village, until none of them survived ." Ryan looked at Aleeson, and his honest face said that.

" Alright, I know the next story." Aleeson. Dylan put on a dissatisfied face Aleeson cut Ryan as he spoke.

" Listen, Dylan, if Ryan's really the dying soldier I helped. Marcat actually came to take over Kobash." Aleeson turned to Dylan. " You're the mastermind of this attack? " Aleeson glanced with great sadness at the thought of the death of his father and mother who were shot. " You're rich and you have great influence in this country"

Dylan shut up and looked at his watch, then called someone to say cancel the meeting.

" Aleeson come home at 03:00, buy clothes for you to start working tomorrow" Dylan left the room and Aleeson kept quiet.

" I'm at a loss for what to say to you" Ryan was nervous but Aleeson sat down silently.

" Hear Ryan, I don't feel anything dangerous about you. So take it easy I'm not attacking"

" That's not what I meant. You were really top secrets, until a president was with you" Ryan looked at Aleeson from top to bottom. Aleeson felt the look Ryan gave off was very annoying.

" We have different goals, because your country is a shitty country. You cannot bear to witness the brutality of your country yourself, so you stop. It's a good thing your family's well-respected in this Marcat country, so you're safe ." Aleeson smiled very pretty.

" Yes, you're right. My goal is to bring peace. Because I see a lot of terrible things. I think I started with my own family first."

" You have to be thick with steel" Aleeson said again. " I go home first, see you tomorrow Ryan" rushes out of his room to go to his favorite boutique, in his heart Aleeson is happy to not have to think about money.

While walking Aleeson thought a little about his personality, it turned out that there were still those who believed in him in the country of the Marcats. With a bright smile, Aleeson walked over cheerfully.

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This morning Aleeson left while running early in the morning at 6. She recalled her boss's "personal assistant" saying that meant she would go wherever Dylan went and always be ready to protect him, that meant Aleeson had to retrain and add more strength than before he was in the Marcat. For now Aleeson can only run while glorifying everything around the road as a tool to practice. Aleeson climbed the bridge without using ladders or other aids, but only climbed it. Aleeson did it really cool. Aleeson's breathing was still fine as soon as it reached in front of his office. Aleeson got into the elevator still wearing his sweat-soaked sportswear. Aleeson's cheeks were red with sweat that made his body temperature rise to heat.

" The boss stinks k3n7ut, damn it. Trying to hide my work records so that today I look clumsy" Aleeson read his duties one by one.

Some of the notes Aleeson had read had been remembered well. At 7pm Dylan had to attend a colleague banquet at a 5-star hotel. At 9 Dylan had to go home to discuss the development of the submarine that would be in service to the country.

" I think being the boss is great. It turned out to be very boring "Aleeson let out a long sigh at the sheer volume of Dylan's meeting schedule. " I have to be excited for my first day. "

Aleeson began to tidy up, preparing for his performance in public at the meeting. In order to feel always comfortable, Aleeson continued to wear a skirt on his knees to make it easier to move. The money his boss made yesterday was paid tuition and supplies for his new job. Aleeson swiftly looked at the entrance as he heard the sound of footsteps.

" Good morning Boss "Aleeson deliberately made a tone suppressor on the word "boss" to make Dylan realize he had been in the room.

" Good morning Aleeson, an impressive rendition. " Dylan praised Aleeson this morning with a charming smile.

" Thanks "

" Prepare the share purchase documents of the company Delluce. This morning at 9 we will meet them on the 10th floor for the signing. "

Dylan's diligent CEO came this early to his own company. Aleeson began to slightly change his view of the "Marcats". Snapping with steady movement Aleeson looking for a history of the relationship between the company Deluca with Blu Cyber.

Ryan glanced at Aleeson's swift movements with a slanted smile. Enjoying the toughness of the Kobash Elite Force doing his office work. He watched Aleeson come out of his room to pick up the documents on the 3rd floor.

" S14l, this is still at 7 am, who would have been in this office. " Aleeson muttered in his heart. Be aware of his work that is not trivial. Instead of being reckless, Delluce will buy Blu Cyber shares.

Aleeson reached the 3rd floor and hurriedly walked into the document room. The guess is very telling, no one at all. While searching for the stock purchase documents Aleeson thought hesitantly that Dylan had come this early to the office, had he had breakfast ?. A glimmer of a happy smile as he said "meet "directly out and return to Dylan's room.

" Have you had breakfast, Dylan ?" without knocking on the door and just entering it made Aleeson get the full attention of Dylan.

" I haven't had breakfast. Let's go to the hotel next building, we'll have a meal with "Dylan standing straight in Aleeson's hand pulling him to follow the handsome CEO to the next building.

" Didn't your wife make you breakfast ?" Aleeson spoke originally inside the elevator while looking fixedly at his boss. Dylan returned Aleeson's gaze by replying "i'm not used to eating books on my office desk.

Aleeson's face was red in shame as it instantly understood what his boss meant. Elite soldiers like Aleeson were well prepared under any circumstances, where when the food supply ran out Aleeson could eat anything like grass, mushrooms, fruits from wild plants, or anything else. Aleeson looked down because Dylan was so right.