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Bringing 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 : 2025-03-27Bringing My Arrogant CEO To His Knees Friend zone
Marrissa's point of view "Hey, hope you aren't backing out of our deal because of that drama Morgan made yesterday," Andre asked.It was already noon, and I wasn't dressed to go out. In fact, I hadn't even taken a bath that day.Truth be told, all I wanted was to stay in my room and cry about how unlucky I was."Marrissa, you promised," Andre said in a sad tone.I know Andre, but I'm just worried. What if Morgan shows up again?""And if he did?" Andre asked with a shrug."I don't want what happened between you two to repeat itself, someone could have gotten hurt, and I would blame myself.""Marrissa, you don't need to worry about that. What you need to do right now is to get ready. We are going to the cinemas.""Did I hear someone say cinema?" Erica interrupted."Can I tag along please," she pleaded."No," Andre said firmly."Marrissa baby, please," she turned to me.Maybe some other time, I said with a smile.We got to the cinema hall about an hour after we left home. The place was
Last Updated : 2025-03-27Bringing My Arrogant CEO To His Knees Back home
Marrissa's point of view I could feel Morgan’s restraint snapping and I got scared.His hand shot out before I could stop him. His fist connected with Andre’s jaw with a sickening crack.Andre stumbled back, knocking over his drink. The table shook, and the glasses tumbled, shattering on the floor. Gasps and whispers filled the bar as people turned to watch. Andre wiped his mouth, then lunged. His fist connected with Morgan’s side, but Morgan barely flinched. He retaliated with a brutal shove, sending Andre crashing into a chair. “Stop it!” I shouted, scrambling to my feet. But they weren’t listening. I shoved myself between them, pressing my hands against Morgan’s chest and pushing him back with all my strength. *Enough!” His breathing was ragged, his pulse pounding under my hands. His eyes turned to me, wild with possessiveness. Andre straightened his collar, glaring. “Get yourself something to do, Thornhill.” Morgan made a move to go for him again, but I grabbed hi
Last Updated : 2025-03-27Bringing My Arrogant CEO To His Knees I was doing everything wrong
Morgan's point of viewI was doing everything wrong. Even a child could tell that every choice I made in the past few days was the exact opposite of what I should have done if I really wanted Marrissa back. I said the wrong words. Made the wrong moves. God, just imagining myself fighting in public with André, André of all people, was enough to make any sane woman run in the opposite direction. I embarrassed myself. I embarrassed her. And I knew it. But damn, I could not help it. Every time I saw Marrissa smiling, looking happy… and I was not the source of it? My blood boiled. Every time I saw her with André, looking at him like he was the only good thing left in her world, I lost my mind. I wanted her back. More than anything. I wanted her to smile with me. I wanted to be the man she turned to when she needed comfort, when she needed anything. But I could not get her back like that. I knew that. I just did not know any other way. And that was the sad, pathetic truth. Af
Last Updated : 2025-03-28Bringing My Arrogant CEO To His Knees The reason for our return
Morgan's point of view I stood in my father’s study, my arms crossed. My jaw was clenched so tightly that it hurt. My patience was running thin, and I could barely contain the frustration bubbling inside me. I had spent days chasing after Marrissa in Spain, only to be yanked back to Paris like a damn fugitive. And now, here I was, standing across from my father, waiting for an explanation. Marrissa stood a few feet away, looking just as confused and irritated as I felt. Neither of us had any idea why we were here, why we had been summoned like misbehaving children. And I hated feeling like I was being played. My father was sitting behind his massive mahogany desk, his expression calm and, composed like he had everything under control. That only made my temper rise the more. “I assume you both want to know why you are here,” he said smoothly, his fingers laced together. I scoffed, barely able to control my temper. “You think? You had me dragged out of Spain like I was some cr
Last Updated : 2025-03-28Bringing My Arrogant CEO To His Knees The campaign and us
Morgan's point of view The days that followed was filled with press conferences, public appearances, and carefully orchestrated interviews. Marrissa and I became part of my father’s election campaign. We paraded in front of cameras, smiling on command, and playing the part of a strong and united couple. At first, it was unbearable. Marrissa and I had barely spoken before this mess, and now we were expected to stand together, hand in hand, while the world scrutinized our every move. But something strange happened. Living together again, spending time side by side changed a lot of of things. I didn't realized just how much I missed her presence until I had no choice but to be around her constantly. Marrissa had always had this fire in her, this independence that drove me crazy because I wanted to protect her, to claim her. But soon, I started appreciating the same things I once hated in her, and the little things I don't notice in the past. Like the way she hummed under her br
Last Updated : 2025-03-28Bringing My Arrogant CEO To His Knees A change I wasn't ready for
Marrissa's point of view Everything that had happened since the beginning of the week had been overwhelming. Morgan’s change in behavior was confusing. One moment, he was still the same arrogant, controlling man I had come to expect, and the next, he was… different. Thoughtful, even considerate. And I did not know what to do. A part of me wanted to believe that he had truly changed, that this new version of him was real and that it would last forever. That maybe, just maybe, he was capable of being the kind of man I had always wished for. But another part of me—” the smarter part", I must say, knew better. Men like Morgan did not change overnight. This was definitely a temporary act, a pretense he would soon get tired of. And if I let myself fall for it, if I allowed myself to believe he was different, I would only end up hurting myself again. I need to be careful. I need to protect myself from Morgan and heartbreak. Just then, a sharp pain twisted through my stomac
Last Updated : 2025-03-29Bringing My Arrogant CEO To His Knees A different kind of panic
Morgan's point of view The second Marrissa whispered that she needed a pad, my brain momentarily shut down. Of all the things I had anticipated when she locked herself in the restroom, this was not even on the list. Marrissa was always prepared for everything. She is meticulous, calculating and never caught off guard. But now, she was stuck there, lost, and she needed me to help her. The old me would have laughed, maybe even thrown a sarcastic comment about her being irresponsible. But something in the way she hesitated before telling me, the uncertainty in her voice made my chest tighten. She thought I would mock her. That stung more than I cared to admit. I cleared my throat, pushing back my usual sharp tongue. “Alright. What brand?” She told me, her voice barely above a whisper, and before she could finish, I turned and bolted out of the hallway, moving faster than I had in years. The moment I stepped outside, the cool night air hit me, but I barely felt it. I pull
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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
