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Another surprise for marrisa
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Marrissa’s point of view I walked back to meet Morgan, I met him frozen like a statue, his mouth widely open, like someone who just suffered from a stroke. I will not take a cab home nor will I walk. After all of this was planned by him. So he should suffer the consequences."You can not be serious Marrissa.," Morgan finally spoke."Oh, I'm dead serious," I shot back. "There's no way I'm walking home after this mess — your mess. If anyone's walking, it's you. Or better yet, call a cab."I turned to leave, but before I could take another step, his hand shot out, grabbing my wrist. His grip was firm, not painful, but enough to stop me."Marrissa," he whispered, his voice cracking at the edges. "What is it? How do I get through to you? I don't know what else to do."I clenched my jaw, refusing to look at him. If I did, I might break. "You don’t get it, do you? You never did.""Then make me understand!" Morgan’s voice rose, frustration spilling over. His other hand moved to my shoulder,
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Morgan's point of view Every word Marrissa said felt like a punch straight to the heart. Although she did not scream, she did not even cry but the calm tone she used cut deeper than any shouting match ever could. Her words echoed in my head long after she walked away, leaving me standing there, lost in thought. She was right about everything. And the worst part was, I could not even defend myself. I had taken her for granted, her patience, her loyalty. I kept pushing her away like it would somehow protect me from whatever I was afraid of. But all it did was push her closer to the edge — to the point where she might finally be done with me. But, I can not lose her. I would do anything to keep her by my side.But I did not know what to do — how to fix this — so I did the only thing I could think of. I went to my father. He was in his study, sipping a glass of whiskey in one hand and a pen in the other. For a moment, I just stood in the door, not sure how to start. He looked u
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Morgan's point of view “What the fuck just happened?” My eyes turned red with fury. “You are a fool who doesn't know how to respect women. How dare you try to molest me?” She yelled. What! I just saved her... But that still didn't excuse her behavior; how dare she?“I just saved you from those men, and I'm rewarded with a slap.” I huffed. Just when I thought my day couldn't get any worse. First, my father threatened me because of one lousy employee and now I got hit by a drunken woman I had just saved. I blamed everything on the employee. She had ruined my day from the very beginning. I hissed loudly as I thought of that. “She will definitely pay for all this, I swear.” “You know I caught my boyfriend cheating on me with a broad, handsome man." The drunken woman's voice jolted me out of my murderous thoughts. I turned to walk away. I wasn't keen on hanging around her, not after she slapped me. I heard her wobbling behind me, but I couldn't care less. We walked out early when t
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Marissa's point of view I fluttered my eyes open immediately as I sat up on the bed. Where was I? My head throbbed as the memories of last night resurfaced—the bar, the whiskey, a group of men trying to assault me. I didn’t remember any other thing; I held my breasts while taking away the strand of hair that covered my face. "Yes! " Then the stranger who came to my rescue. Oh God, the stranger. I tried to remember what had happened—every single moment; however, it felt like nothing brushed through my mind. "Damn!" 'I sighed in frustration, simultaneously massaging my temples. How come I couldn’t remember anything that had happened? I soliloquized. My eyes roamed around the room, but he was nowhere to be found. The bed was empty, and the sheets rumpled and tangled from our encounter.“Wait, it wasn’t like I didn’t remember; I did remember, but there was something about his face that I couldn’t catch. I tried my best to remember what he actually looked like. My phone rang again, i
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Morgan's point of view“Who the hell is she? She was wrong and still had the guts to spit on my face before walking away.’ “To think she was the sweet angel that occupied my dream throughout the night, the stranger I had a one-night stand with that I didn't want to end.”“How dare she think that because we shared one steamy night together she was invincible, or did she think I would excuse her behavior just because we had sex?”“She couldn't even acknowledge me. How rude?”“Or didn't she recognize me? That's not possible. I guess she wants to play dumb about last night, that I can forgive, but insulting and even spitting on me is unforgivable. I'll definitely find her and when I do, I'll make her pay.”“I hit the steering wheel in annoyance, I was just too frustrated, this lady had pinched my pride and I really hate it.”“I shouldn't have gotten involved with her from the beginning, I knew she was big trouble.”I increased my speed and drove into a clothes store. “Shit! My dad will s
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Morgan's point of view Every word Marrissa said felt like a punch straight to the heart. Although she did not scream, she did not even cry but the calm tone she used cut deeper than any shouting match ever could. Her words echoed in my head long after she walked away, leaving me standing there, lost in thought. She was right about everything. And the worst part was, I could not even defend myself. I had taken her for granted, her patience, her loyalty. I kept pushing her away like it would somehow protect me from whatever I was afraid of. But all it did was push her closer to the edge — to the point where she might finally be done with me. But, I can not lose her. I would do anything to keep her by my side.But I did not know what to do — how to fix this — so I did the only thing I could think of. I went to my father. He was in his study, sipping a glass of whiskey in one hand and a pen in the other. For a moment, I just stood in the door, not sure how to start. He looked u
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Marrissa’s point of view I walked back to meet Morgan, I met him frozen like a statue, his mouth widely open, like someone who just suffered from a stroke. I will not take a cab home nor will I walk. After all of this was planned by him. So he should suffer the consequences."You can not be serious Marrissa.," Morgan finally spoke."Oh, I'm dead serious," I shot back. "There's no way I'm walking home after this mess — your mess. If anyone's walking, it's you. Or better yet, call a cab."I turned to leave, but before I could take another step, his hand shot out, grabbing my wrist. His grip was firm, not painful, but enough to stop me."Marrissa," he whispered, his voice cracking at the edges. "What is it? How do I get through to you? I don't know what else to do."I clenched my jaw, refusing to look at him. If I did, I might break. "You don’t get it, do you? You never did.""Then make me understand!" Morgan’s voice rose, frustration spilling over. His other hand moved to my shoulder,
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Morgan's point of view Common sense told me to ask Marrissa what she meant, how she really expected me to act, but instead, I walked out of the room angrily. I clenched my fists as my heart pounded. I should have asked her. Should have made her explain. But my pride would not allow it. Instead, I left, allowing my emotions to get the best of me. I walked down the hallway, my anger increasing at every step I took, slamming the door open and shut I sank into bed with an angry sigh. Everything around me felt dark and unappealing, making me more angry.Marrissa had a way of getting under my skin like no one else. She challenged me in ways I wasn’t prepared for, made me question things I never thought I’d need to. And now, after everything, she expects something from me—but what? The echo of our conversation haunted me, her words lingering in my ears like a whisper I couldn't escape. Instead of letting my frustration continue, I turned to something I could control. I decided to plan
Bringing My Arrogant CEO To His Knees Showing gratitude
Morgan's point of view After dad left, I went back to my seat and stared at the screen of my laptop. The fact that my company is part of the nominees for the award still shocked me. But even as I read the words, they felt blurred, too good to be true.The WBA project had finally been secured, and yet, I felt unsettled. No, that was not the right word. I felt… grateful. And that was a rare thing for me. Marrissa had saved the project, saved me from my own arrogance. She had worked tirelessly despite everything I had thrown at her—my distrust, my accusations, my inability to see past my own rage. And she had not done it for me. She had done it because she believed in the work, in the company, in herself. I leaned back in my chair, taking a deep breath. Marrissa had every right to walk away, to let me crash and burn. But she stayed. And I had done nothing to show her that I appreciate her, from the very first day I set my eyes on her. I was not the type of man to offer empty
Bringing My Arrogant CEO To His Knees Celebrating the results
Morgan's point of view I smiled as I watched Marrissa walk out of my office in anger, her waist swaying left and right, her clothes revealing her curves in the most sexy way with each step she took. My body moved with excitement as I thought about the hot steamy sex we just shared. My shirt was still open and my breath still unsteady.It's clear that neither I nor Marrissa can deny the pull between us. No matter how much we fought, no matter how much she annoyed me with her stubborn attitude, when it came to sex, we are in perfect harmony. Our bodies and minds always move in the same rhythm. “If sex is all I can get from our relationship, then I'm okay with it.” I thought with a smile.With a sigh, I reached for the package Kathy had dropped off earlier. I tore off the wrapping and found a small box inside. I raised an eyebrow in curiosity as I lifted the lid, revealing a neatly folded piece of paper.I unfolded the paper and read the contents.*"Congratulations! Your project has
Bringing My Arrogant CEO To His Knees Steamy
Marrissa's point of view I turned towards the door,but paused when I heard Morgan's next words.“You and I know we have a connection, something we can not hide or control.”“Connection?” I asked as I turned towards him.“I see nor feel no connection with you Morgan, apart from the fact that I'm unfortunately carrying your child,” “Really, Then why do you melt at my every touch, " he said, cutting my statement.“Oh please Morgan, you aren't really the best I have had.”He raised an eyebrow and walked towards me. I could sense danger coming but stupidly I did nothing but watch me.He closed the door behind me and whispered in my ears.“Marrissa, you know the truth, why fight it?”His voice brought a chilly sensation down my body and I suddenly felt wet.I saw the corner of his mouth curled into a smile as if he knew the effect he was having on me.Then he pulled up my shirt and my bra in half. My breasts tumbled out like they were tired of being trapped in. Morgan looked at them.for a
Bringing My Arrogant CEO To His Knees Waiting for the results
Marrissa's point of view It had been three agonizing days. Three days of waiting for the WBA results. I hated the wait, hate not knowing what the result would be.I always jerk whenever I hear the sound of notification on my laptop. I checked my mails more than ten times everyday, checking for any good news.I have asked Morgan about the results almost five times in those three days and each time I ask him he rolls his eyes.Today, at the breakfast table,I asked again. "How many more days do we have to wait?" Morgan rolled his eyes, setting his fork down with force. "Marrissa, thinking about the results would not make them come any faster. Neither will you asking me about it every day. You need to stop obsessing over it." He took a sip of his coffee, eyeing me like he hated the fact that I was constantly reminding him about the WBA.I frowned. "But what if the results come in today and we do make it?"Morgan sighed, rubbing his temple as though my worry was giving him a headache. "A
Bringing My Arrogant CEO To His Knees Meeting my mother
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Bringing My Arrogant CEO To His Knees My terrible childhood
Farrow's point of view I came back home from school and heard my mom screaming. My dad was shouting right back, their voices was high and clashing in a way that had become all too familiar to me and everyone who lived here with us. Mom was crying—again. Sounds embarrassing right? Well that was the kind of environment I grew up in. I couldn't even invite my friends to the house for fear that mom and dad might end up fighting and embarrassing everyone. The annoying part was they never gave a sign. We could all be eating happily on the dining table and the next thing, either mom or dad might make a comment that would flare the other party up and before you could say JACK ROBINSON, the two would start shouting on top of their voices and soon shattering of items begin.Sometimes, I wonder if they don't get tired, or ashamed or if they even think about their health with all the shouting or if they know what their constant bickering does to my mental health.Well that day, I didn’t even
