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Bringing My Arrogant CEO To His Knees So fucking angry
Farrow’ s point of view The morning started as a complete disaster. Nothing—and I mean nothing—was going my way. I stared at my phone, my knuckles white from gripping it too tightly, and shouted, “I said get me the dress I ordered *immediately*!” My voice shook with anger as I paced the floor. “Ma’am, we are really sorry, but the dress is no longer available. It was purchased—” “Shut the fuck up!” I screamed, cutting her off. “I do not care how you do it or where you get it from, just get me the damn dress—or trust me, you will regret it!” Before I could finish my rant, the line went dead. “What?” I hissed, staring at the screen. “Did she just hang up on me?” My chest was heavy with anger as I stomped my foot on the floor. I threw my phone onto the couch and folded my arms, glaring at nothing in particular. “The audacity,” I whispered through clenched teeth. “The fucking audacity.” I took a deep breath, but it was not helping. I was so damn angry. So many things annoyed m
Last Updated : 2025-01-13Bringing My Arrogant CEO To His Knees Anonymous
Farrow’s accomplice point of view.How dare that lousy, ungrateful, insensible Farrow hang up on me? And not just hang up—no, that was not enough for her—she had the nerve to tell me to “fuck off.” Her words echoed in my head, each syllable twisting the knife of insult deeper into my chest. I threw my phone onto the table with enough force to send a jolt through the wood. For a moment, I just sat there, staring blankly at the screen, boiling in rage. My hands went to my hair, pulling through the strands as I tried to calm myself. How could she? After everything I had done for her, after everything I had sacrificed, was a single favor too much to ask? A common invitation, a simple task—and yet she made it seem like I was asking her to part the damn Red Sea.And this is the woman who claims to be high and lofty? The “most respected lady in Paris”? What a joke. “Old fool,” I whispered under my breath, the words slipping out before I could stop them. Now, I know what you are thinking. W
Last Updated : 2025-01-14Bringing My Arrogant CEO To His Knees Meeting the goddess in me.
Marrissa's point of view Oh yes, guess what day it is today. You guessed right—it’s the Governor’s birthday party, and I can not even begin to describe how excited I am. It’s the event of the year, where every rich and important elite gather under one roof, dressed to kill, chatting and laughing with champagne glasses in their hand. Everyone who matters will be there, including me, of course . But, do you know that Morgan Thornhill, my so-called husband, had not called or texted me since he left town. Not even a quick “how are you?” or a courtesy beep. Nothing. I could tell you it did not bother me, but it did. A little. Okay, maybe more than a little. Still, I have decided to return the energy. Let him enjoy his time with Glow, his precious little distraction. I pushed the thought of him aside and slid out of bed, heading straight to the bathroom. Today was not about Morgan or anyone else. Today was about me. Did I tell you I booked a session at ‘Doll Society Salon’? Yes, the Do
Last Updated : 2025-01-14Bringing My Arrogant CEO To His Knees The Governor's birthday party 1
Farrow's point of view I looked at myself in the mirror, carefully perfecting my lipstick and making sure every detail of my makeup was flawless. The reflection staring back at me screamed elegance and beauty, but I was not satisfied. This was not what I wanted. Normally, I would have had my makeup done by one of the best makeup artists in the city, someone who knew every contour of my face and could enhance my features with a mere flick of a brush. But today was different. By the time I called her, her schedule was completely booked, leaving me no choice but to rely on one of the maids in our household, Jane, who had only a little knowledge of makeup. Can you imagine? My maid touching my face. Awkward did not even begin to describe how it felt. I had made sure to scream at her multiple times, insulting her for every little mistake and reminding her that she was only being given this privilege because I was feeling generous. Truth be told, she was not bad. In fact, she was surpr
Last Updated : 2025-01-15Bringing My Arrogant CEO To His Knees My elegant arrival
Marrissa's point of view The moment I stepped out of Mr. Thornhill's sleek black car and walked towards the entrance of the banquet hall with Mr Thornhill by my side my breath caught in my throat. I stopped in my tracks, and looked around.Could this be real? Could a place truly be this beautiful? Everything around me felt like a dream—no, not a dream, a painting, crafted by the most talented artist alive. The chandeliers, enormous and dripping with crystals, glittered like constellations. The soft, golden light they cast reflected off the marble floors, which were so polished I could almost see my own reflection. The walls were adorned with intricate gold leaf patterns, catching the light in ways that made the entire place glow. Velvet drapes hung elegantly from floor-to-ceiling windows, their deep crimson hue adding warmth to the grand space. Even the scent in the air—roses and a faint hint of something woody—felt deliberate, as though it had been chosen to complement the splendo
Last Updated : 2025-01-16Bringing My Arrogant CEO To His Knees A rough, passionate and unexpected kiss
Marrissa's point of view "I'm Jack Stone," he said, stretching out his hand with a confident, almost playful smile.I froze. Did I hear him correctly? My mouth opened, but no words came out immediately. "What? Jack Stone? As in the Jack Stone?" I stammered, and to my surprise, he laughed—a rich, genuine sound that instantly put me at ease. "Yes, ma'am," he said, mimicking a cowboy drawl, which only made his charm more disarming.I blinked in disbelief. Standing before me was Jack Stone, the second richest man in the world after the Thornhills. His name was synonymous with power, wealth, and success. Yet here he was, talking to me like we were old friends, without any form of arrogant someone I know possess in full measure."Wow," I said, trying to regain composure. "It's really nice to meet you in person. I have read so much about you." He tilted his head slightly, his smile widening. "And I must say, some of the things you have read probably aren’t true." I must say, there was
Last Updated : 2025-01-16Bringing My Arrogant CEO To His Knees Fooled after an intense fuck
Marrissa's point of view "What did I just hear Morgan say? Did he just confess his hidden feelings for me and did the words I heard exactly come out of his mouth?""No, it can not be, Morgan Thornhill, my arrogant CEO and husband could not have just confessed he gets jealous when I'm close to another man."I tried to put my thoughts together, but his lips on mine made it difficult for me to even think properly.My body responded like it had been waiting for his touch for a long time.Damn, I felt betrayed by my own body.Morgan was kissing me like a passionate lover who had been away for a while, he was biting and nibbling on my lips. I reached for his hair, felt it between my fingers. He sighed into my mouth and his hands moved to my back He caressed my waist, rubbing his hands on my ass and molding it with force. I groaned and pulled away from the kiss. Our eyes connected, and I could have sworn I saw a flicker of something I had never seen in him before.He wanted to go further.
Last Updated : 2025-01-17Bringing My Arrogant CEO To His Knees Done pretending
Morgan's point of view If someone had seen me running toward the hall, they might have assumed something—or someone—vicious was chasing me. The urgency in which I walked was not just physical; it was emotional. It was desperate. And honestly, I still can't wrap my head around it. I, Morgan Thornhill, was running just to be alone with Marrissa. The same Marrissa who had made me swear—in fact, I had sworn with everything in me, never to care for her, never to get involved with ,never to give a damn about her. And I had kept that vow. For a time, at least. But here I was, rushing to get my car keys so we could be alone together, I was running like my life depended on it. How did this happen? When did this emotion start? Truthfully, I do not know, and I do not care. What I do know—what I felt right now. And that is I have her every way inside me. In my mind, body, soul. Everywhere. She had become this insatiable presence I could not shake no matter how hard I tried. My journey to
Last Updated : 2025-01-18
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Bringing My Arrogant CEO To His Knees Mr Hudson's funeral
Marrissa's point of view As I closed my eyes to sleep,I could not stop thinking of the way Morgan makes me feel while fucking me.I turn into an entire different person, doing and saying things I never would have imagined in my life.But I loved it, every bit of it and I secretly prayed we have more of this hot fuck every day if possible.I woke up to the aroma of freshly brewed coffee and the rich, buttery scent of toast. I slowly opened my eyes, adjusting to the soft morning light filtering through the curtains.I turned my head slightly and saw Morgan sitting beside me, he was looking at me with a satisfied smile on his face.I suddenly felt shy and did not know what to say. I was not used to waking up to him looking at me like I was something precious, especially after last night ."Good morning," he whispered and I was surprised.“Morgan Thornhill, saying a greeting to me first, well well, he must really have had a good sleep,” I thought.I stared at him, still not knowing what
Bringing My Arrogant CEO To His Knees Hot shower sex
Morgan's point of view I moved closer to Marissa,still rubbing her nipples, praying in my heart that she did not stop me. God knows I might knee before her and beg her for this.I placed my lips on her and she parted her lips, allowing me in. The butterflies in my stomach at this time were too numerous to count.I held her hands up, wrist against wrist and I reached for my tie that I had hung on the door and wrapped it around her wrists and led her to the shower and she followed obediently.I turned on the shower, adjusted the water to a bearable warm temperature and helped her to climb in. I followed after her and raised her tied hands and slipped them over the showerhead so that she seemed to be dangling. The water went down her body and her hair became dark and her nipples stuck out from behind the soaked tank top she was wearing and the lips of her pussy were outlined against the soaked fabric of her panties.I thrust my hand down her panties, cupped her crotch and felt the wetne
Bringing My Arrogant CEO To His Knees No more words
Morgan's point of view I wanted to get on my feet and leave for my mansion, but dad's words made me pause."His death is not the only problem," Dad said, his voice suddenly turning and serious. I looked up at him, curious as to what he meant. "We just found out that Mr. Hudson was involved in some very shady business," he continued, his fingers tapping against the desk. "Money laundering, fraud, and a whole list of incriminating dealings. As we speak, the authorities are seizing everything he owns." I let out a slow whistle, leaning back in my chair. I have always known Mr Hudson to be ruthless, but this? This was on another level. “That’s why I called you here,” Dad continued. “I need to know, if you had any business with him” I frowned, already knowing where this was going. “I remember you mentioning that you were supposed to meet with him the day you arrived,” he added, looking at me closely. Mr Ray leaned forward, looking at me with serious eyes. "Yes, Morgan. Every
Bringing My Arrogant CEO To His Knees A growing storm
Morgan's point of view I had lost count of how many times I tried calling Marrissa today. Each time it went to voicemail, my frustration grew, my chest tightens and I fear it might actually explode any moment from now.I was not the kind of man who panicked easily. I do not like to jump into conclusions, and I certainly do not let my emotions dictate my actions, well sometimes though. But right now? Right now, I was barely holding it together. Every missed call only pissed me up further.“Is everything okay sir?” my driver asked again as he looked at me through the rearview mirror.“If I heard that question one more time, I might actually snap at the person,” I thought to myself.First, it was Sam. He saw me walking as fast as I could down the hallway to my room, and he asked. “Sir, is everything okay?” I did not answer him, Instead I shouted an order. “Get my bag ready immediately, I'm leaving.” I said, placing a call to my pilot to get him ready.Then he asked the same damn thi
Bringing My Arrogant CEO To His Knees Isolation
Morgan's point of view To think that I had not gotten any sleep for the past three days might shock you, but that was the damn truth. The weight of the project had been pressing on my shoulders. I crave perfection for this project, that has been consuming my every thought. After the meeting with my employee, and I was left alone in my office, I checked every blueprints again, I needed more. It was not yet perfect, not perfect enough to be at Jack stone and to win the WBA. I needed to look deeper, to think deeper and to create something better. There must not be a single mistake, not a single loophole that could make me lose. It had to be so good that even the judges would acknowledge it. And to do that, I had to be alone. I had to be away from all forms of distractions. No interruptions from my father. No unwanted opinions from Marrissa and no one breathing down my neck. So, I made the call. Within two hours, my private jet was ready, and I left without looking back. The fli
Bringing My Arrogant CEO To His Knees Scared and worried
Farrow’s point of view By the time my brain registered what was going on, I ran to the parking lot, I opened my car and threw myself inside.The fear inside of me can not be described in words."Take me to the hospital. Now," I ordered, my voice filled with panic. "Yes, ma’am," the driver replied, starting the engine without wasting a second.As we sped off, my mind was in chaos, so many thoughts troubled me. What if something happened to Dad? What would I do? I knew nothing about the business. I know nothing about his friends or his s associates, no one to turn to. If my plan with Morgan had worked, at least I would not be this worried, at least I would have had someone to rely on. But now, I have no one at all? I shivered in panic, my nails digging into my palms. I tried not to cry. Not here. Not yet. The driver kept looking at me through the rearview mirror, his eyes filled with concern or pity, I didn't know which."Will you watch the damn road?" I snapped, my voice sou
Bringing My Arrogant CEO To His Knees A fucking mistake
Farrow’s point of view For two whole days, I had locked myself in my room.Two fucking days of nothing but crying, smoking, and drinking myself to numb. The air in my room was thick with the scent of stale cigarettes and spilled wine, I had drawn the curtains so tight that not a single sliver of light came in.I had not eaten. I had not bathed. I had not even brushed my damn teeth.I just wanted to disappear.Not die. No—death was too scary. But I wanted the world to stop for just a moment, to suffocate under the weight of my own misery until I could breathe again.Everything I had worked for has gone down the drain before my very eyes.Every single step, every carefully crafted plan, every dollar spent all of it gone because of her.Glow.My blood boiled at the very thought of her name. I never would have guessed she would do this to me, not even thought she had the guts.I slowly breathe in and out, the cigarette burning between my fingers, another bottle of wine half gone already.
Bringing My Arrogant CEO To His Knees More into the evening
Marrissa's point of view Jack, still holding my hand, led us to a private booth near the back of the lounge, a well hidden spot where the noise was softer. The moment we sat down, he flagged a waiter with a casual wave of his hand. "One of your finest wines," he said, he did not even glance at the menu and I was grateful, I was already filled with dinner I had with Jason. The waiter nodded and disappeared. Jack leaned back against the seat, rolling his shoulders as if trying to shake off the weight of the world. "So," he said, looking at me, "how have you been?" "I'm fine," I replied, settling in. "And you?" He sighed, rubbing his temple. "Far from fine. Work has been a nightmare, especially with the WBA coming up." I nodded. The “Worldwide Business Awards” I echoed, the biggest event in the world of industry, a make-or-break moment for some companies. It was no surprise it had him on edge. "You do know about the WBA, right?" he asked. "Of course," I said. "It's all
Bringing My Arrogant CEO To His Knees A night of unexpected turn
Marrissa's point of view “What nonsense!” I spat angrily, stomping out of Morgan’s office, making sure to bang his door making a huge noise as I did. The man annoyed me to my bones. Every time he opened his mouth, it was to dictate, command, or lecture me, as if my life belonged to him. He took every opportunity to boss me around, suffocating me with his arrogant attitude. The more I thought about everything he had done to me since the day we met, the more my anger flared up. I clenched my fist as I walked down the corridor to my office.By the time I reached my office, I had to breathe in and out to compose myself. I still had work to do. No matter how much Morgan irritated me, I would not let him distract me from my responsibilities. Settling at my desk, I opened my laptop. During the meeting earlier, I had noticed flaws in our presentation. I did not say anything yet because I was not really certain, but I had marked the error , determined to review them at home. I wanted to
