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Marrissa's point of view I went inside the house with mixed feelings. My thoughts were a tangled mess. How did Morgan even know where I lived? My doorstep was the last place I expected to see him, and his sudden appearance had left me unsettled. I could not shake the sight of him, standing there, I felt I no longer had a hiding place. “Is everything okay?” Jason’s voice pulled me back to reality. “Yes,” I replied quickly, maybe too quickly. Jason tilted his head and gave me a skeptical look, that familiar teasing smile playing at the corners of his lips. “Sure? You are looking a little… spooked.” “I’m fine.” To lighten the mood, Jason cracked a joke—something dumb about the time we almost got locked out of our home in the middle of winter. I laughed loudly, too loudly, like I was trying to prove a point. Morgan was still at the door, and I wanted him to hear me. I wanted him to know that I was fine, happy even. Jason, as always, noticed everything but let it slide. He k
Last Updated : 2024-12-17Bringing My Arrogant CEO To His Knees My new plans
Marissa's point of view Jason had been blunt with me, and as much as I hated to admit it, he was right. Marrying Morgan would not solve anything. If anything, it would compound the problems we already have. I sat in my office, thinking about everything that happened between Jason and I last night. I could not stop thinking about him. I have always loved him like a brother, but now that we are adults, and hearing him confess his love for me turned me in a different direction. I began to feel something else, something different, and I thought maybe he was the perfect man for me. I stood up with a resolved determination, walking confidently towards Morgan's office.His office was as sterile as it always had been. He was busy, walking on his laptop when I went in.I dropped his car keys on his desk, making sure to create a sound. “Here are your keys,” I said.Morgan didn’t even look up. His eyes stayed glued to his laptop screen, fingers typing as if his life depended on it. Not a fli
Last Updated : 2024-12-18Bringing My Arrogant CEO To His Knees Caught running away
Morgan's point of view I woke up on the wrong side of the bed today, both literally and figuratively. I felt grumpy, irritable, and completely on edge. The maids, unfortunately, caught the brunt of my frustration as I snapped at them for no good reason. They looked startled but said nothing, quickly running away to avoid my outburst. I could not blame them—I do not even know why I was acting this way.The truth was, I barely slept last night. Marrissa and her strange, sudden request had been on my mind, keeping me wide awake. Her words played in an endless loop in my head, making no sense no matter how many times I tried to piece them together.Why had she changed her mind so suddenly? What was her angle? What was she planning?On any other day, I would have been happy at the thought of escaping someone like her. If she wanted out, that was a win for me. But this time, it did not feel like a win. First, It felt... off. It was her timing, her shot—like she was in control of everythin
Last Updated : 2024-12-19Bringing My Arrogant CEO To His Knees Change of plans
Marrissa's point of view I could not be more grateful to Jason. The person he contacted processed my travel plans so quickly it left me speechless. On top of that, Jason arranged for me to stay in his family’s house until I got a job and could afford my own place. Everything seemed to be falling perfectly into place. For the first time in weeks, I felt like I could breathe. I was finally going to be free—free from Morgan and his father, free to live life the way I wanted. But as I folded my clothes into my suitcase, a pang of doubt crept in. Was I doing the right thing for my child? The question stopped me cold. My hands moved over the half-packed suitcase. Was I selfish in running away? Would my child resent me someday for depriving her of a father’s care and support? For a brief moment, the possibility of staying flashed through my mind. But then, as quickly as it came, reality shoved it aside. The father in question was Morgan Thornhill. Morgan, who treated everyone like
Last Updated : 2024-12-20Bringing My Arrogant CEO To His Knees Planning a dinner date.
Morgan's point of view I watched Marrissa storm out of the room and smiled.Truth be told, I am beginning to love her fiery attitude, her stubborn and confident nature was something unique, something most women lack.But my smile vanished when I remembered her last words.She had claimed not to have a lover, and for her sake, I hoped that was true. God help her if I found out otherwise. All hell would break loose if some other man were screwing her.No….. It's not what you are thinking, far from it. Definitely not. I am not interested in Marrissa in any way. She does not mean anything to me beyond what she is supposed to represent—my secretary, and a convenient partner. All I want is to ensure that no one makes me look like a fool. Not again.My jaw tightened as memories of my ex-girlfriend flashed into my mind. She had been sleeping with my personal assistant—right under my nose. The humiliation still stung. I had trusted her, given her access to every part of my life, only for her
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Marissa's point of view I called Molly the moment I stepped out of the airport. My hands shook as I held the phone to my ear, trying to steady my voice. “Hey, Mol,” I said. “Hey, Mar. What’s up?” she replied, her tone light and familiar. “I... I could not make it,” I said, my voice cracking. “Morgan stopped me.” She paused for a moment before responding, and when she did, her voice was unusually calm, as if she had been expecting this call. “Where are you, Mar?” “I’m outside the airport,” I said, swallowing hard. “About to take a cab home.” “Okay,” she said, still very composed. “Are the wedding plans still set for this weekend?” “I guess so,” I whispered, unsure of what else to say. “Do not worry, Mar,” she said, her voice soft yet firm. “Everything will be fine. This is for the best.” “You think so?” I asked, my voice trembling. “Because I’m scared. Morgan...” “Morgan is a perfect man, Mar,” she snapped, her words sharper than I expected. “Stop complaining.”
Last Updated : 2024-12-21Bringing My Arrogant CEO To His Knees Fucking my enemy
Marrissa's point of view I should not allow this to happen, never allow him to do this to me, no….not again. But his lips on mine drive me insane with want."Let go.," I whispered, trying to rip his hands off. But God goodness, I just fucking can't. He presses hard on me, his lips savoring mine with great intensity. My fingers curled against the wall, trying to steady myself, as my legs suddenly felt too weak to hold my body. Morgan bends inches away from my mouth, his warm breath teasing my lips that part involuntarily. His low voice is a seductive purr, raising goosebumps on my skin as he speaks. " I know you are aching for my dick in your vagina? "No I'm not. Fuck you.” I growled at him and finally lost my patience and I pushed hard on his stony chest, but he did not budge. Not even an inch. What is he made of? Granite. Cement. “It will be better for you to stop struggling and enjoy yourself. Unless you want to wed me with two broken hands," he threatened.His fingers tighte
Last Updated : 2024-12-22Bringing My Arrogant CEO To His Knees Wedding day 1
Morgan's point of view I sat in my car, smiling like an idiot. I could not help it. What had just happened in Marrissa’s house was beyond my wildest expectations. I had just had the time of my life.But then, like a disapproving parent, my inner voice spoke up. “Really, Morgan? You just slept with the woman you swore you would never touch. Great job sticking to your principles.”The truth was, from the moment Marrissa opened that door, I lost all my morals. That dress, that body—it was like she had stepped out of a fantasy. Her cleavage, the way her nipples teased me just enough to make me lose my damn mind, and the scent of her perfume that lingered between us... I was done for. My penis had been screaming for her since that moment.Every thought in my head was focused on that first time we had been together—how electric it had been. My mind kept replaying it, craving the chance to relive it, and tonight, I did. But this time, it was even better.It had been so intense, I do not kno
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Bringing My Arrogant CEO To His Knees A moment of peace
Marrissa's point of view The silence in the room stretched down a long time, and my mind would not stop racing. The tension between us was indescribable. I stared at the amber liquid inside the bottle, swirling it slowly. I knew he was shocked to hear me talk about bullies. Anyone who knows me now without hearing my story would think I have always been this outspoken and bold Hell, there were times I didn't want morning to come because I was too scared to go to school.“I was bullied in school,” I said, not really intending to—but the words had already started. “I was that fat girl. The one people whispered about in hallways and laughed at during gym class. Boys used to pretend to flirt with me as a joke.”Morgan's brows drew together, his lips parted slightly. But I continued before he could say anything.“I hated myself. Every inch of my body was annoying to me. So one day I stopped eating. I went on some insane diet I found online. I nearly collapsed at school twice. I passed ou
Bringing My Arrogant CEO To His Knees Drinking away the tension
Morgan's point of view I walked around the room, hating the silence between me and Marrissa, hating myself more for ruining what would have been a perfect union.Marrissa stood on the far end of the room, her arms crossed tight over her chest, refusing to look at me. And really, could I blame her? I had messed up again. She had every right to be furious, but something about the weight of her silence, the way she did not even want to fight anymore, made my chest ache in a way I didn’t know how to stop.I ran a hand through my hair, frustrated and feeling helpless. As I walked further into the room, my eyes caught a cabinet in the corner. I walked over and opened it. Inside it was a full bottle of whiskey standing tall like some forgotten souvenir from a better time.“Perfect,” I whispered. “At least this would lighten the mood.”I grabbed it and twisted the cap off with more force than necessary, and slowly walked over to Marrissa. I sat down near her, not close enough to invade her s
Bringing My Arrogant CEO To His Knees Locked in
Marrissa's point of view I held the doorknob, needing to get out of that room, away from Morgan, away from the mess of emotions churning inside me. I twisted it hard to the left. Nothing happened. I turned it to the right. Still nothing.I frowned and tried again, this time with more force. The knob did not budge.“What the hell?” I muttered under my breath, refusing to believe it. I twisted and pulled, shook the door, hit the panel with the side of my hand. It did not move. “What the fuck!” I yelled, my voice bouncing off the quiet room. I smacked the door with both hands, as the frustration in me increased.Morgan was standing behind me, watching with an irritating calm. “You may have locked it from the outside,” he said.I turned sharply to face him, fuming. “Are you serious right now?” My arms were crossed tightly across my chest. I was seriously holding back the urge to scream. “Did you do this?”He shrugged, and that annoyed me more than anything. His nonchalant attitude made m
Bringing My Arrogant CEO To His Knees The moment of truth
Marrissa's point of view Mr Thornhill gave a wonderful speech after the first dance. Morgan looked at me and smiled, then, without a word, he took my hand.The moment he took my hand and led me away from the glowing ballroom, I did not resist. Not because I was still not mad. Oh no, I was furious, but something in his touch made it hard to pull away.His fingers were warm, as if he knew exactly what he was doing.We walked in silence through the quiet hallway, away from the music and laughter. I did not ask where we were going. I didn’t really care. I needed a moment to breathe, to escape all the people congratulating him, calling him “Son of a governor,” like he was royalty. And me—just standing there, smiling politely while he introduced me to everyone as his wife.Wife.I pinched him the first time he said it, hoping it was a mistake. A slip of the tongue, maybe. But he kept doing it. Over and over. “This is my wife, Marrissa.” Like it was the most natural thing in the world.We s
Bringing My Arrogant CEO To His Knees The party
Marrissa's point of view I took my time preparing for the event. Not only because I wanted to impress Morgan and everyone else at Mr Thornhill celebratory, but also because tonight, more than anything, I wanted to feel confident. I wanted to be in control.The deep emerald gown I chose clung to my body in all the right places. It was off-shoulder, with a tasteful slit and a cascading train that followed like a whisper behind me. My hair was styled into a sleek low bun, a few curled strands framing my face. I kept my jewelry simple—just a pair of diamond studs and a thin bracelet that caught the light when I moved.After one last glance in the mirror, I drew in a deep breath. I told myself I was beautifully ready.But nothing could have prepared me for the sight that greeted me the moment I stepped downstairs.Morgan stood at the bottom of the staircase, dressed in a black velvet tuxedo that looked as if it had been tailored just for him. His hair was slicked back neatly, and the glin
Bringing My Arrogant CEO To His Knees Party preparation
Morgan's point of view It was two days to the celebratory party and the mansion felt more alive than usual. Florists walked in and out with different arrangements of flowers. Catering staff bustled in the kitchen, and the faint sound of jazz floated through the hallway from the audio team doing a sound check. Preparations for the celebratory party were in full swing, and somehow, I found myself stuck with Marrissa.Not that I was complaining, far from it. But working this closely with her almost madee insane with want for her.She moved around with quiet control, clipboard in her hand, her brows slightly furrowed in focus as she coordinated the team setting up the ballroom. Her voice was soft, yet firm commanded attention without effort. There was something magnetic about watching her work. It reminded me why she had impressed my father, why she had once captivated me, and why—despite everything—I can not to stay away from her.“Are you going to help or just stand there pretending
Bringing My Arrogant CEO To His Knees Unfinished Business
Morgan's point of view After our meeting with the event planner, Marrissa started to avoid me. Again.I had spent the last thirty minutes searching for her in my father’s mansion, only to be met with empty rooms and dead silence. It was driving me insane.I wasn’t used to this—chasing.I wasn’t used to needing something and not getting it.And yet, here I was, pacing the hallways like a damn lunatic, my heart pounding harder with every empty space I found.Finally, I found her in the garden.She was sitting on a stone bench, with her arms wrapped around herself. She was staring at the fountain like it held the answers to the universe. The late afternoon sun cast a golden glow over her skin, making her look almost beautiful.She didn’t hear my footsteps as I got closer to her, or maybe she just pretended not to. Either way, I took the moment to study her. The way her shoulders were tense. The way her fingers curled around the fabric of her dress, like she was trying to hold herself fr
Bringing My Arrogant CEO To His Knees A dangerous game
Marrissa's point of view As I watched Morgan walk away, I let out a slow, frustrated sigh, pressing my fingers against my temples. “I was supposed to be gone by now,” I whispered to myself.After my ice-cream date with Molly, I took time to think about what Molly said, and I concluded she was right. I couldn't stay here, I shouldn't. I had spent the remainder of the day planning my escape—carefully going over every detail to make sure no one, especially Morgan, would find me. I was ready. So sure that by this time the next day, I would be far away from Paris, far away from Morgan and everything about him, far away from my past.But now? Now I was stuck.I flopped onto the bed, staring at the ceiling, my mind racing. How did I let this happen?I wasn’t stupid—I knew staying, even for a few days, was dangerous. Not just because of Morgan’s unpredictable nature but because of my own heart.I sighed again, rolling onto my stomach, hugging a pillow to my chest. I just need to get throu
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
