Farrow’s point of view I heard a knock on my door and quickly put off my cigarette. I sprayed my room with a nice spray before opening the door.I was shocked to see my dad at the door , smiling like someone who had just been hit with a billionaire dollar contract.“What's up dad?” I asked.“Farrow, Farrow, my darling farrow, " he said, walking inside my room.For a second,I was shocked.I can not remember dad using such words for me except when he wanted to hook me up with some billionaire.“What's going on?” I said, looking at him weirdly.“You have brought me great joy.” He said, smiling broadly.He took me into his arms and hugged me, even rocking me like I was a little girl."Is everything alright?" I whispered."Of course, everything is perfect, thanks to you," he replied."And what exactly did I do?" I asked, still shock at his behavior."Everything I have always wanted and more," he replied.“With what you have accomplished, not only have you secured your future, you have als
Morgan's point of view My head was spinning as I drove to work the next morning. "Damn," I whispered ,rubbing my eyes. I had not gotten a single hour of sleep last night, and to make matters worse, I had too much to drink. I rolled down the window slightly, hoping the morning air would shake the grogginess from my system, but it barely helped. My mind drifted back to last night. To my last conversation with Marrissa. I sighed loudly, gripping the steering wheel a little tighter. I was not bluffing when I said what I said to her. If I found out that she had anything to do with Jack, I would make their lives miserable. I would not let this slide the way I did with her little toy. I had let him off the hook because I knew he was beneath me. Dragging Marrissa with him would have been an insult to my personality. But with Jack stone, things are different, we already had so many old scores to settle and Marrissa would not be added to it. “Marrissa is the most stubborn woman
Morgan's point of view I placed my hands inside my pockets, leaning slightly against my door as I watched Mr. Hudson. His face was set in a hard, unreadable expression.The silence between us increased and it only made me more angry. I waited for his response. Then, he finally spoke. "Do you think paying someone to tarnish my daughter's image will set you free?" His voice was low but it did not hide the anger in it and his eyes locking onto mine like a predator sizing up its prey. I raised a brow, amused at his accusation. "Pay someone?" I echoed, shaking my head slightly. "Is that what you think? Mr. Hudson, I do not have the time or the interest to—" "Shut the fuck up!" he shouted, slamming his palm against my desk so hard that the surface rattled. I stiffened. The raw anger in his voice was not surprising, but the force in which he spoke was unexpected. He was usually composed, always one to handle things through backdoor deals rather than outright aggression. For
Marrissa's point of view:“Thank you,” I beamed with a smile as I collected the cake from the counter. I walked out of the bakery to my car. I entered and drove off thousands of thoughts swirling in my head. It was I and Tom's one-year anniversary today. And not just that, Tom proposed to me last month, and our wedding is at the end of the year! Oh, I'm so excited. Every pain, every effort, every sacrifice was worth it. I have everything any girl could dream of.Confused? Don't be dear, I'll fill you in on that some other time. So, I got off work early to celebrate with my love and took a quick trip to Crumbles and Bake. I had to wait a few minutes before the cake was ready, but it was worth it. Let me tell you a secret, “I finally decided to consummate our relationship. Yes, Tom had been patient and hadn't thrown a fit when I told him I wasn't ready to have sex yet. But today, I am going to give him my V card. And I came prepared. Having taken lessons on the Internet, I bought s
Marissa's point of view The alarm clock rang for the millionth time, giving me a splitting headache. I got frustrated by it, grabbed it, and threw it against the wall. It shattered on impact, but I couldn't care less. I just wanted a peaceful sleep. But it seems the universe had other plans as my phone started ringing. Groaning, I stretched my hand to the nightstand and picked up my phone. I answered it without looking at the caller ID. “Hello,” I said grudgingly. “Marissa, it's Monica. You're so late. Why aren't you here by this time? Mr. Morgan has been waiting at the airport for a while now, but you're nowhere to be found. Shoot! I jolted up from the bed. The presentation. My eyes flung at the wall clock. Oh boy! I was already 10 minutes late. Not exactly late for the meeting because it was not going to start for another 2 hours, but I should have been at work by now. Our CEO’s son is returning to the country today, and I have been assigned to pick him up and ensure he is pro
Morgan's point of view I strolled to the coffee maker and made myself a cup of coffee before resuming standing, looking outside the window. It was rather too late for a morning coffee, but I was too angry and needed something to calm me down.I almost froze to death at the airport. Okay, granted, I only waited for about 15 minutes before calling another driver, but that still counts; I shouldn't have to wait at all, not for anyone, especially not for my employee.I arrived in New York early to have a meeting with Farrow Russo, an Italian American supermodel. I wasn't particularly interested in her, but I tried to make Russo Industries a partner. I wanted it to be my first success as the new CEO. The Russo industries have a large audience in Italy and Spain, the two countries we're still trying to grow our audience in. Partnering with them would be hitting the jackpot. I only wanted to win Farrow over because her father kept shoving his single daughter in my face. He dotes on her.
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
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
Morgan's point of view I placed my hands inside my pockets, leaning slightly against my door as I watched Mr. Hudson. His face was set in a hard, unreadable expression.The silence between us increased and it only made me more angry. I waited for his response. Then, he finally spoke. "Do you think paying someone to tarnish my daughter's image will set you free?" His voice was low but it did not hide the anger in it and his eyes locking onto mine like a predator sizing up its prey. I raised a brow, amused at his accusation. "Pay someone?" I echoed, shaking my head slightly. "Is that what you think? Mr. Hudson, I do not have the time or the interest to—" "Shut the fuck up!" he shouted, slamming his palm against my desk so hard that the surface rattled. I stiffened. The raw anger in his voice was not surprising, but the force in which he spoke was unexpected. He was usually composed, always one to handle things through backdoor deals rather than outright aggression. For
Morgan's point of view My head was spinning as I drove to work the next morning. "Damn," I whispered ,rubbing my eyes. I had not gotten a single hour of sleep last night, and to make matters worse, I had too much to drink. I rolled down the window slightly, hoping the morning air would shake the grogginess from my system, but it barely helped. My mind drifted back to last night. To my last conversation with Marrissa. I sighed loudly, gripping the steering wheel a little tighter. I was not bluffing when I said what I said to her. If I found out that she had anything to do with Jack, I would make their lives miserable. I would not let this slide the way I did with her little toy. I had let him off the hook because I knew he was beneath me. Dragging Marrissa with him would have been an insult to my personality. But with Jack stone, things are different, we already had so many old scores to settle and Marrissa would not be added to it. “Marrissa is the most stubborn woman
Farrow’s point of view I heard a knock on my door and quickly put off my cigarette. I sprayed my room with a nice spray before opening the door.I was shocked to see my dad at the door , smiling like someone who had just been hit with a billionaire dollar contract.“What's up dad?” I asked.“Farrow, Farrow, my darling farrow, " he said, walking inside my room.For a second,I was shocked.I can not remember dad using such words for me except when he wanted to hook me up with some billionaire.“What's going on?” I said, looking at him weirdly.“You have brought me great joy.” He said, smiling broadly.He took me into his arms and hugged me, even rocking me like I was a little girl."Is everything alright?" I whispered."Of course, everything is perfect, thanks to you," he replied."And what exactly did I do?" I asked, still shock at his behavior."Everything I have always wanted and more," he replied.“With what you have accomplished, not only have you secured your future, you have als
Marrissa's point of view I jolted in fear when the room door flew open and Morgan stomped inside the room.My chest started beating heavily when I saw his dark eyes blazing with fury. He looked like a different person, like a monster on a mission, and I instinctively stepped back. But it didn’t matter. He closed the distance between us in two long strides and grabbed my wrist.My cry of pain only made him angrier and he pushed me toward the bed. “Morgan!” I screamed as fear enveloped me.“What the hell are you doing?” He did not answer. His silence was more terrifying than words. His hand on my wrist tightened as he shoved me onto the bed. I pushed him, trying to sit up, but he was on me in an instant, pinning me down with the full weight of his body. His hand reached for the buttons of my dress, and I thrashed beneath him. “Please, Morgan, do not do this!” I whispered, my voice trembling, tears pooling in my eyes. But he did not stop. His fingers moved quickly, ripping my
Morgan's point of view I parked my car in a hurry and went to the front door hoping to see Marrissa in the dining room or the sitting room, but none was there. I climbed up the stairs, taking it three steps at a time and went into my bedroom. Slamming the door open,I walked into the empty room.By this time, my chest was beating faster than normal not just from exertion, but from anger bubbling inside of me.“Why the hell is she not back?” I hissed to myself, pacing back and forth. My mind raced through every possibility, each one making me more angrier than the last. I pulled out my phone, punching in Marrissa's number. I wanted to call her, to demand an explanation, but a knot of frustration stopped me.The image of her with Jack Stone burned in my mind. Just the thought of her still being with him sent a wave of anger through my veins. I was about to hit the call button when I heard the sound of the front door creaking open.I turned and rushed to the staircase, looking over the
Morgan's point of view I sat in my car, looking at the entrance of the hotel, Marrissa and Jack were in for almost two hours.What the hell are they still doing inside, I thought for the millionth time in those two hours.Because of the hotel's policy, I could not go in, I had not made any reservation.By eight in the evening, I drove to one of my secret apartments, the same one my men had kept Glow.The tension in the room increased the moment I stepped in. I could see the shock on Glow's face. When she looked up at me, her shock turned into fear..She should be, because I was not smiling. There was no sign of warmth in my expression, just cold impatience."Start talking," I said, my tone sounding sharper, I went straight to the point. I had no time for games, no time for excuses. I want the truth, every word of it. That's what I came for, and I was not leaving without it.Glow stared at me, frozen in her seat. Her lips moved, but no sound came out. She was trembling, she closed her
Glow's point of view Jane and I stepped out of the house and the cool night air did nothing to calm the heat burning in our chest. Her car was parked a distance away from the house. Jane dug in her bag for her keys, and when she found it, dhe looked at me. "Ready?" she asked, her voice sounding low. I knew she was scared too.I have my plan in my head, but I wanted to be far off from Jane before accomplishing it. Her safety is very important to me at this point.So, I nodded. But before climbing into the car, I ran toward her, suddenly overcome with everything I wanted to say but had never been able to. Tears blurred my vision as the words tumbled out, raw and messy."Thank you. Thank you for everything. For staying by my side when I lost my sister, for giving me a home when I had none. I wanted so badly to repay you, Jane, but instead, I just brought more chaos into your life. I'm sorry." My voice broke on the last word, and I could not stop the tears from falling.Jane placed her
Glow's point of view I stood frozen in the door of the bathroom, my heart was beating in my chest as I watched Jane tremble. One of the men had his hand around her throat threatening her. I wanted to scream, to jump out and stop him, but fear pinned me in place. I had brought this trouble into Jane’s life. She did not deserve any of this, and now she was paying for my mistakes. My throat tightened, and hot tears fell down my cheeks.“You better talk, or you would not get to talk again. Where’s Glow?”The man snarled, shaking her violently.Jane’s hands shook as she raised them weakly. For a terrifying second, I thought she might point to the bathroom where I was hiding. My stomach twisted and intense heat rushed through my body immediately. Would she betray me? Where do I to from here? But then, to my relief and amazement, she pointed toward the door.“She left for work a few hours ago,” Jane said, her voice shaky but firm enough to sound believable.I let out a silent breath of rel
Glow's point of view "Jeez!” I screamed, falling off the chair I was sitting on. My heart was pounding so loudly I could barely hear anything else. I held my chest, trying to catch my breath, as the sound of laughter filled the room. I turned around to find Jane, my best friend, bending over, laughing so hard she had to hold her stomach.“What the fuck did you do that for?” I shouted, still trying to steady myself. My pulse was racing, and I was half a second away from throwing something at her.“I’m sorry!” she said between fits of laughter. “But seriously, Glow, what were you thinking about? I have been standing here for nearly fifteen minutes, and you did not even notice me!”I sighed, brushing myself off as I stood from the ground. “You would not understand,” I said, avoiding her gaze. Jane stopped laughing, and her expression shifted into one of concern. She stepped closer to me, her voice sounding serious. “Come on. Talk to me. What’s going on?”I shook my head, feeling the we