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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
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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
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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
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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
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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.
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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
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Marrissa's point of view I stepped into the mansion and stood at the door, the silence of the place heavier than ever before. My legs felt weak, but I managed to make it to the living room. Dropping onto the couch, I held my phone like it was the last lifeline holding me together. I stared at it, willing it to ring. I dared it to buzz with a call, a text, something—anything from Morgan to explain, to apologize, to reduce the storm that was tearing through my chest. The minutes ticked by. The screen stayed dark. Each passing second felt like a blade slicing deeper into my heart. I pressed a hand to my chest, hoping to steady the ache that was overwhelming me, but it was no use. The tears came fast and hard, shaking me to my core. I could not remember the last time I cried this much. Not even when I lost my mom to cancer did I allow myself to break down like this. But tonight, it was different. The pain was raw and all-consuming, like every nerve in my body was on fire. I fe
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“You are just in time ma,” Please take your seat,” one of the flight attendant said the moment I got back onboard.I obeyed immediately and few minutes later we were in that air.I closed my eyes, forcing myself not to think of him and soon I was fast asleep.The landing announcement sounded foreign when I heard it I made it. I was really here.I stood at the edge of the airport terminal, the cool air brushing against my skin as the automatic doors whooshed open and shut behind me. People walked past me. Some people were hugging their loved ones. There was a sound of laughter, yelling and honking everywhere, but I just stood there, lost. My suitcase was by my side, but my mind was a thousand miles away.“What now?” I whispered to myself.I didn't even know where to turn, the right path to take. At that point, I think my brain left me, because I felt so confused.It had taken everything in me to board that plane. To leave Morgan behind. To convince myself I was doing the right thing.
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Marrissa's point of view The next morning, I prepared in silence. My hands moved on their own, folding clothes, zipping up my suitcase, and brushing my hair—but my mind was not really in the room. It was miles away, tangled in memories and second-guessing every choice that had led me here. I kept looking around like I had forgotten something. My chest felt heavy, it was like I was leaving something important behind.I sat on the bed for quite a while, thinking, feeling sad all of a sudden.“Gosh Marrissq, what do you really want? Do you want to stay and continue to feel hurt and sorry for yourself or do you want to start afresh, meet new people and maybe get a third chance at love again,” my inner mind asked.“I want to start afresh, meet new people but definitely not give love a third chance,” I replied to myself.Falling in love again would be the most stupid thing to do. Two heartbreaks is enough for a lifetime. Although, I would not compare Morgan with Tom. With Tom,I was stupid
Bringing My Arrogant CEO To His Knees Time to leave
Marrissa's point of view When I got back to the hotel after my conversation with Molly, I felt even more determined to disappear.No, I was not running away. I just wanted to disappear.And yes, there is a difference. Running implies that I'm scared, desperate or that I'm trying to escape some form of punishment. But disappearing… that is quiet and dignified. And after everything I had been through, I wanted….. No I needed a clean break.I sat on the edge of the bed for a long time after I walked in, recalling everything that happened in the club and outside the club.Molly's words still echoed faintly in my ears, but it was the things she did not say that haunted me more. I had known Molly for a damn long time to know when she was lying. I know how to read her body language like a book. The way her hands kept fidgeting when I pressed her for answers. The way she could not even look me straight in the eyes showed she had a lot hidden in her cupboard and didn't let me talk about her
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Morgan's point of view I kept staring at my phone. It's not that I was expecting any important messages or phone calls, I just could not get my eyes off my phone. The screen was blank, but it felt heavier than ever in my hand. I told myself I could survive without her. I repeated it like a mantra—You’ll be fine, Morgan. You had been fine before she came, and you’ll move on, just like always.But it was a lie.And I knew it.It was becoming painfully clear that love wasn’t meant for men like me. Maybe I was too cold. Too hardened by my experience. Too controlling, too bitter, too proud. Whatever the reason, I decided I was done trying. No more late-night hopes. No more holding my breath every time I hear her name.But then my phone buzzed again.“Sir, her flight will move in the next one hour.”I sucked in a sharp breath through my teeth and tossed the phone across the room. It hit the couch and bounced off harmlessly, but I did not care. I was furious, but not at the man who sent th
Bringing My Arrogant CEO To His Knees Raging back to work
Morgan's point of view The silence in my penthouse was deafening. Marrissa’s absence left behind a suffocating void that echoed throughout the walls of the house.I had paced the length of the study a dozen times, ran my hands through my hair so often it ached, and still……still… I could not shake her image from my mind.But I was not going to chase her. I told myself that. I repeated it like a mantra. I would not chase her.So, I slowly dressed up. I dressed like a man getting ready for war. I wore a charcoal suit, white shirt and burgundy tie. Something about putting on that armor made me feel in control again. But, my suit felt heavier than usual. Or maybe that was just the weight in my chest. I was going back to work that morning. Well, not just going to work. I was running back to work. I needed to drown at work before I started ripping things apart.I drove in silence and the moment I stepped into Thornhill’s Enterprise, everything around me blurred. My mind wasn’t really there
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Morgan's point of viewMarrissa was really gone. And with her, it felt like my sanity walked out the door too.At first, I just sat motionless in my room. You know, I felt, maybe if I didn’t move, this whole thing would undo itself. Maybe she would come walking back in, tossing her bag on the table like she always did, mumbling something about traffic or forgetting her charger.But she did not come back.The room felt different without her. Too quiet. Too empty. Everything that made me happy was gone. Her energy, her scent, the way her presence made everything glow, was gone. Like she had taken a piece of the air with her, and I could not breathe without it.My first instinct was to go after her. Grab my keys, get in the car, and find her. Drag her back home if I had to. Talk to her. Beg her even. Make her look me in the eye and explain why the hell she just walked away without a word.But I didn’t.Not because I didn’t want her back. God, no.Heaven knows how much I wanted her. I wan
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Molly's point of view I was in the middle of a spin. My hip was swaying to the beat of a song I don't even know, when I saw Marrissa's back. She was leaving.At first, I thought maybe she was going to the restroom or just stepping out for air. But the way she moved so quickly, like she was trying to disappear, told me something was not right. She didn’t even glance back.“Mar!” I called out, pushing past a group of tipsy girls laughing beside me. But the music was too loud. The crowd was too thick, and my voice vanished into the noise.I stopped dancing. My heart sank a little, as confusion bubbled inside me like soda that was shaken too hard.“Why did she leave like that? Without telling me? She knew I would be looking for her. She knew I hated being ditched without a word.”I turned and hurried back to the table we had been sitting at. Her drink was still half full. Her jacket was still there. Her phone wasn’t, though. Just mine, buzzing with a notification.I picked it up, and my
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Marrissa's point of view I didn’t go in my car. I didn’t go to Molly’s place, nor did I call Andre for help. And sure as hell, I did not go back to my own apartment. Morgan would look for me there. He could track me down faster than I could blink, and the last thing I wanted was to be found. So I grabbed my bag, flagged down a cab just outside the Thornhill mansion, and told the driver to just drive. “Where to?” he asked, watching me through the rearview mirror. “Somewhere quiet,” I whispered, looking out the window. “I’ll let you know.” I could feel the sting of tears forming in my eyes, but I blinked them away. I had cried enough already. Honestly, I think I have cried more than any human could cry in a lifetime.After about fifteen minutes, I gave him the name of a small lodge on the outskirts of the city. It was not one of those places with glossy glass windows and valet parking. This place didn’t have any stars next to its name. The kind of place no one would look at. E
Bringing My Arrogant CEO To His Knees Checkmate
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
