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A taste of freedom
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2025-03-21 20:54:51
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Bringing My Arrogant CEO To His Knees Secret preparation
Marrissa's point of view I moved carefully through the penthouse as the date to my flight approached. I double-checked every detail of my plans almost every hour.And of course, I made sure Morgan did not suspect anything. I avoided him as much as I could and when I could not, I would just smile, nod, and brush it off like everything was okay. God I could not wait to leave..I needed to breathe. I needed space away from his control, his accusations, his world. And most of all, I needed to figure out who I was without him and I hope to do all that in spain.The day finally came, the day of my flight. That day, I woke up before the sun rose. I moved about carefully. I had already placed my luggage in the trunk of my car the previous night.So, after freshening up, I grabbed the outfit I had set aside the night before, a simple yet elegant white slacks, a light blue blouse, and my beige trench coat. I wanted to look good and confident. Not like a woman running away. After getting dre
Last Updated : 2025-03-22Bringing My Arrogant CEO To His Knees Farrow's celebration
The universe certainly loves me. No, really, I must have done something good in my previous life to be this favored. Just look at what's going on with Marrissa and Morgan, everything I want is falling into place even without me lifting a finger. This calls for a celebration,” I said, walking to my wine cabinet.I turned on the music, the sultry notes of a jazz melody filling my dimly lit apartment. A glass of wine swirled in my hand, the deep red liquid catching the glow of the chandelier above. My lips curled into a victorious smile as I swayed my hips, moving to the rhythm. This was my moment. When Morgan threw me out of his house, I was devastated. I had truly thought I lost my chance, that he would never look at me again. Oh, how I had wept, cursing him, cursing Marrissa, cursing the cruel fate that had ripped my future from me. But now? Now, I would become priceless. The Thornhills would beg at my feet for my forgiveness. They would plead for me to come back, to restor
Last Updated : 2025-03-22Bringing My Arrogant CEO To His Knees Conflicted Desires
Morgan's point of view Marrissa, Marissa, I wonder why she looked edgy this morning. It was like she had something under her sleeve.I gripped the steering wheel tighter as I drove to work that morning, my mind tangled with thoughts I didn’t want to acknowledge. “What do you really want? Do you love Marrissa or not?” The first answer was easy. I wanted Marrissa back. But the second? That was more complicated. Love? Could I even love anyone? My heart didn’t work the same way it used to. I couldn’t lose myself in love again. There was this fear, this wall I couldn’t break down, no matter how much I wanted to. And the truth is Marrissa made it even harder. Yes, I admired her. Yes, I craved her. But love her? That was a different conversation entirely. I could say the words, but deep down, but I wasn’t sure I had the capacity to feel them. Something inside me was broken—maybe permanently. The more I thought about it, the more frustrated I became. I sighed, shaking my head
Last Updated : 2025-03-23Bringing My Arrogant CEO To His Knees Two weeks in Spain
Marrissa's point of view The last two weeks in Spain had been the best of my life. From the moment I arrived, Madam senoritas, Andre’s mother, and Erica, his sister, had done nothing but pamper me. "I want you to look fatter and prettier than you came,"she would say, always making sure my plate was full. "And that good-for-nothing Morgan will regret ever letting you go," Erica would add with a smile. I’d just smile at their words, letting their kindness wash over me. They treated me like family, something I hadn’t realized I needed so badly until now. There was never a dull moment with them. Erica made sure of that. We had lots of fun. We went shopping, sightseeing, had late-night talks over wine—she kept me busy, making sure I didn’t have time to think about anything or anyone from my past. But today felt… different. The moment I woke up, I could sense it. The house was unusually lively, people moving about in a rush. The staff were cleaning, rearranging things, and s
Last Updated : 2025-03-24Bringing My Arrogant CEO To His Knees Beach walk
Marrissa's point of view I tried to escape to my room after dinner but Andre stopped me. He stretched out his hand and held mine. With my back against him, I almost cried, I wanted to run away as fast as possible to avoid the continuation of the discussion we had during dessert.“Marrissa,” he called me softly and I turned to face him. “Come, take a stroll with me,” he said. I raised an eyebrow. “ At this time, isn’t it late? Besides, you need to rest, you just came out from a journey.” He scoffed. “Trust me, this is the best time for a walk. And I don’t need any rest, I was not the one flying the plane, besides I'm not an old man, remember?” I smirked. “Really?, but you do look like a seventy old man though.” We both laughed at the joke and I wanted to dash to the door when he stopped me again.“Come on, Marrissa.”There was something about the way he said it that made it hard to say no. So, I nodded, and minutes later, we were driving to a nearby beach. The moment we ar
Last Updated : 2025-03-25Bringing My Arrogant CEO To His Knees Out of control
Morgan's point of view After my conversation with Andre, I got home and drowned myself in alcohol.It was getting too frequent and it's all because of Marrissa.In the morning though, in my a little bit sober mind, I advised myself.“Let her go, Morgan. She made her choice. Maintain your dignity and move on.” I told myself that over and over, like a desperate prayer, like a drowning man clinging to a lifeline. I repeated it so many times I almost believed it. Almost, but didn't. But the next morning, those words meant nothing to me. I moved through the day like a machine, my body functioning while my mind traveled. I told myself I was fine, that I could survive this, but I was lying. My mind raced with many thoughts“Who was she with? What was she doing today? Was she already in someone else’s arms?” The thought was unbearable. Marrissa is a beautiful woman .Men wouldn’t leave her alone, and I knew it. Hell, I knew my gender would be drawn to her like she was gravity itself.
Last Updated : 2025-03-25Bringing My Arrogant CEO To His Knees Confused heart
Marrissa's point of view For two days, I had locked myself in my room, drowning in my thoughts. I barely ate, barely moved, I just laid in my bed, staring at the ceiling, replaying everything that happened in the club over and over. The more I thought about it, the more I blamed myself. “It’s all my fault,” I chastised myself. If only I had been stronger. If only I had been wiser. If only I had not let my emotions cloud my judgment. Morgan, Andre, my past, my present, everything is tangled together in my mind, and it's making me go crazy. I feel my heart was stretched in two opposing directions, and I didn't know which path to follow. A soft knock on my door pulled me out of my thoughts. "Marrissa, please, open the door. "We need to talk," Madam Señorita said in a gentle but firm voice. I sighed as I got up and walked to the door. I already knew what this conversation would be about. I paused midway, staring at the locked door as if it was the only thing shielding me fr
Last Updated : 2025-03-26Bringing My Arrogant CEO To His Knees Unexpected guest
Marrissa's point of view “You look different tonight Marrissa,” Erica teased, during dinner.I raised an eyebrow. “Good or bad?” I asked.“Definitely good, you look like a teenage girl in love.”“Erica!” Madam Señorita screamed.“Young woman, what do you know about love?”“Really mom? She asked, "I'm not nineteen.”“Neither are you twenty-nine,” Madam Señorita teased.“Don't you see it? The glow in Marrissa's eyes ever since she came in with my brother. Even a blind man would know my brother is a better lover than her ex-husband.”“That is, go to your room immediately, and no more Korean movies for you for the next two years,” Madame Señorita said.“You know that's not possible mom? I wouldn't survive it.”“Oh you will, trust me.”“Brother?” She called, begging for Andre's interference.Andre raised his hand up, gesturing he was not ready to get involved and I shrugged.Dinner ended in a playful mood, and when I got to my room, I couldn't help but smile.The love I felt here is every
Last Updated : 2025-03-27
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Bringing My Arrogant CEO To His Knees Holding on to her
Morgan's point of view I barely remember the drive back to my father’s mansion. My hands gripped the steering wheel tighter than necessary and my foot pressed harder on the gas pedal than was safe. My mind was a mess, tangled between fear and hop Marrissa had to be there. “It's possible she went back to Dad's mansion to rest. She could have gotten tired of the serene at the hotel and wanted a change of environment.” That thought was the only thing that kept me sane.As soon as I pulled up, I didn’t even bother parking properly. I flung the car door open and ran into the house. My heart pounded against my ribs as I took the stairs two at a time, my only thought being, “please let her be here.” I reached her door and pushed it open without knocking. And the emptiness inside her room hit me hard.The sight of the neatly made bed and untouched belongings sent a sharp wave of panic through me. I called her again, pressing the phone to my ear, my pulse hammering. Still no reply. I
Bringing My Arrogant CEO To His Knees My breaking point
Morgan’s point of view I sat on the edge of the bed, staring at the half-empty bottle of whiskey in my hand. The ice had long since melted, watering down the alcohol, but the burn did nothing to dull the ache in my chest. I took another sip, letting the bitter taste coat my tongue as my mind circled back to the only thing I could not escape—Marrissa.Her face. Her voice. The way she looked at me on the terrace.There had been something in her eyes. Could it be pity, understanding or pure resentment? At this point, I can not really tell what she feels for me. I shut my eyes, trying to push the image away, but another face surfaced in my mind—one I had not allowed myself to think about in years.My mother.I could still hear her laughter, warm and soft as it filled the halls of our home. She was everything good in my world—the glue that held our family together, the only person who could soften my father’s sharp edges. She had that effect on people. Especially me.I remembered how sh
Bringing My Arrogant CEO To His Knees Creamy Bliss
Molly's point of view I saw the confusion in Marrissa’s eyes, and my anger increased like wildfire. I could not tell who I was more angry with. Was it Morgan, Andre, Farrow, or Marrissa herself? How could she be so blind? How could she be so shameless, forcing herself on Morgan as if he were the last man on earth? Her marriage to him had been a mistake from the beginning. When she first told me about the divorce, I knew it was inevitable. It was only a matter of time before Morgan Thornhill discarded her as he did everything else that no longer served his purpose. And now, the fact that she is actually considering going back to him makes my blood boil. I had always known Marrissa to be strong and wise, yet here she was, acting foolish and weak. I refused to believe that she had become one of those women—those pitiful creatures who stayed and suffered under the illusion of love. No, Marrissa was better than that. Or at least, she used to be. Maybe it was the influence of bei
Bringing My Arrogant CEO To His Knees A web of lies
Marrissa's point of view I stared at her, ready to hear whatever she had to say.Molly exhaled loudly, as if this burden was too much for her to bear. “I didn’t want to tell you before, because I knew how much you cared about him. But… Marrissa, Morgan hasn’t exactly been faithful to you.” I frowned. “Okay, what exactly do you know?” She nodded quickly. “I found out a while ago." I just—I didn’t know how to bring it up. But you need to know. He’s been seeing someone else.” A cold chill ran down my spine, but something about the way she said it made me pause. “Who?” Molly blinked. “What?” I leaned in. “Who is he supposedly seeing?” She looked away for a brief second, and that hesitation told me everything I needed to know. “Molly…” I whispered, suddenly feeling on edge. She cleared her throat. “I—her name is Lisa.” Lisa? The name meant nothing to me. “Lisa who?” Molly shifted in her seat. “Just… Lisa. I don’t know her last name. But I’ve seen them together, Marriss
Bringing My Arrogant CEO To His Knees A breaking point
Marrissa's point of view I watched Morgan walk away and sighed in frustration.At this point, my mind was more of a battlefield than an organ. My memories keep clashing with fears, love wrestling with pain. Morgan's words kept ringing in my ears, wrapping around me like a chain I was not sure that I wanted to break. "I need a distraction before I run mad," I whispered, dialing Molly's number. I wanted to be sure she was at home.After confirming she was I booked a ride to her apartment. I closed my eyes all through the journey, forcing back the tears threatening to fall.By the time I arrived at Molly’s apartment, my hands were trembling, my chest tight with everything I had been holding in. I knocked weakly, barely able to stand upright anymore. The door opened almost instantly, and the moment I saw Molly’s familiar face, the last bit of control I had crumbled. “Marrissa?” Her voice was soft, filled with concern. I could not answer. Tears spilled down my cheeks as my body sh
Bringing My Arrogant CEO To His Knees Mixed Emotions
Marrissa's point of view The sound of cheers, laughter, and clinking of glasses filled the grand hall, a symphony of celebration that echoed through the luxurious hotel. The air was thick with joy, and at the center of it all stood Morgan and his father, radiating happiness. Mr. Thornhill, the newly elected governor, was the man of the hour, and rightfully so.I watched them, my heart swelling with joy. Morgan, a man who had spent years under the weight of his father's expectations, now stood beside him, as a silent pillar of strength and pride. He wasn’t smiling, not in the way others were, but I knew him well enough to see the quiet joy in his eyes. This was a victory not just for his father, but for him too.I was happy for them. If any of the candidates deserved to win, it was Mr Thornhill. He had the people’s best interests at heart, and I knew he would bring the kind of change the city needed. He was a powerful force, one I had admired from afar before I ever became entangled i
Bringing My Arrogant CEO To His Knees The campaign begins
Mr Thornhill's point of view My governor's campaign was brutal from day one. My two main opponents, Étienne Moreau and Mathieu Lacroix, took politics to a different level.The televised debates were some of the most stressful moments of my life. Moreau spoke with calmness, deflecting criticisms with political finesse. Lacroix was blunt, attacking me for my radical policies and dismissing climate concerns as idealistic. But I fought back. When Moreau insisted Paris needed continuity, I countered, “Stability for whom? "The working class struggling to make rent or the elite profiting from their struggles?” When Lacroix preached economic growth through deregulation, I reminded him that unchecked greed had already made the city too hard for most people. As the election drew closer, the polls showed a tight race between me and Moreau, with Lacroix slightly trailing behind us. The media called it one of the most unpredictable elections in recent history. I knew I had a chance—but I also
Bringing My Arrogant CEO To His Knees The path to victory
Mr Thornhill's point of view The weight of leadership is a heavy one, but I have carried it for decades. From building my business empire to navigating the treacherous waters of politics, I have learned that true power requires patience, resilience, and the right people by my side.My bid for governor was no different. It requires careful planning and strategy. That was why I called Morgan back to Paris. And, much to his surprise, I made sure Marrissa was involved as well.My son had always been brilliant, but he was arrogant, emotional, and stubborn. I had raised him to be a leader, yet he had a tendency to act before thinking, especially when it came to Marrissa. She was his greatest weakness and, ironically, his greatest strength. I knew that if I wanted him to focus, I had to bring her back.From the moment we announced my candidacy, the game had changed. The media swarmed around us, my opponents sharpened their knives, and every detail of my life was suddenly under scrutiny. I ha
Bringing My Arrogant CEO To His Knees A sunrise just for her
Morgan's point of view I watched as Marrissa walked away, her figure growing smaller with each step along the shoreline. The waves washed over the sand, erasing her footprints, much like she was trying to erase me from her life.The finality of her words rang in my ears."Let's just stick to the divorce plan."I should have expected it. Marrissa had every reason to walk away from me. But hearing those words come from her still hit harder than I wanted to admit.The wind blew violently, carrying the scent of salt and something bitter, my regret. My hands clenched at my sides as I watched her disappear over the dunes, heading back to the estate. I could chase after her. Tell her that she was making a mistake. That I was not ready to let her go.But I didn’t.Because I knew her.Marrissa wasn’t the type to make empty threats. When she made a decision, she stuck to it. And tonight, she had made hers.With a sharp sigh, I turned my eyes back to the ocean, staring at the endless stretch of
