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Farrow's point of view "One for me, nil to Marrissa," I whispered under my breath as I majestically walked out of the Thornhill penthouse. I made sure my heels sounded loudly like victory drums as they clicked against the marble floor.I could hardly contain the joy bubbling up in me. My lips twitched into a smile and I tried to suppress the scream of excitement swelling in my belly. My entire organs were dancing in victory.Every step I took down the hallway was one step closer to everything I ever wanted—and one step further from the wreck Marrissa would soon become.I controlled myself until we got to the car. And the moment I entered the car and shut the door and Laird started the engine. I lost all control.‘YES!" I screamed as my arms flew in the air. "Oh my God, yes! We did it! We actually did it!" Laird laughed as he drove, keeping one hand steady on the wheel. I turned to him, grabbing his free hand and shaking it like a lottery winner."Thank you, thank you, thank you!" I
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Marrissa’s point of view The damn door finally opened, and I did not wait for anyone to speak. I walked out without looking back.I breezed past the young guy who had opened the door. I didn't even glance at him. My heels echoed sharply on the marble floor as I walked straight to my room.My head pounded with each step I took. The pain in my eyes made it difficult for me to think . But honestly, the hangover was not the real source of my pain.What really hurt me was deeper than that. I felt a tight, aching weight in my chest I could not even begin to name.I slammed my door shut and locked it.Then I just stood there, leaning against the door with my eyes closed.What the hell just happened?Everything from last night hit me in pieces.My mind became filled with flashes of memory I was not ready for. The kiss. His hands. The way he said my name means something to him. How I clung to him like he was the only thing keeping me alive. How I needed him at that moment. The craving I felt t
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Morgan’s point of view I woke up to the weight of Marrissa's body on me, her warmth pressed into my chest, and her breath was slow and steady against my skin. She was still asleep, curled into me, taking her rightful place beside me. My arms were wrapped around her protectively, almost like my body had decided on its own that it did not want to let her go again.And for a moment, everything felt right.I laid still for a while and just watched her. The soft light of the morning had begun to leak through the curtains, and it cast a pale glow over the room. Her lashes fluttered slightly, and I wondered what she was dreaming about.Eventually, I carefully moved, trying not to wake her. I shifted out from under her and gently laid her down onto the pillows. She stirred a little, but did not wake. I stood up, walked across the room. I pulled on my pants and shirt, and headed to the far end of the room, toward the small panel hidden near the bookcase. Unless you knew it was there, you wou
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Marrissa's point of view I cursed my body for betraying me, for wanting something this lustful. I looked at Morgan and saw the same lustful desire in his eyes and I quickly looked away.I focused my eyes on something else, but my heart kept drifting back to him. Neither of us said anything and the silence between us became too loud for my convenience.I sat with my knees pulled up on the velvet carpet, the sound of the party has become a faint throb behind the thick walls. Morgan had stopped talking and the whiskey bottle, now barely a third full, sat between us like a shared secret we were too afraid to name.The room was dim, the light from the fireplace in the corner made the room warm and cast shadows that danced along the walls. I could feel the tension between us shifting from irritation into something dangerous.Morgan looked at me again.No, he didn't just look at me, his eyes were fixed on me, watching me.His eyes traced every line of my body like it was some kind of space
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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
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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
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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
