All Chapters of Taming Mr. Arrogant: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

Jade Standing by the window of my hotel room, I took in the sight of the snow that had just started to fall. It was a breathtaking scene to behold. The sun was rather high in the sky, but because of the clouds, it was difficult to discern where it was located. Very weird, as yesterday we had a sunny day. My life is becoming dangerous. I am starting to turn into my own worst enemy. Lately, I have been planning how to kill Gail in my head. I have never killed anyone or anything in my life. However, as of late, I’ve been plagued by homicidal ideas that I simply can’t push out of my mind. It’s not like me. The sight of Gail in the company of Mr. Lombardi converted me into a monstrous being. Dangerous ideas are running through my head, and I have a dangerous animalistic craving for her blood. Hearing her call, him 'Dom' and 'Babe' make me feel like someone is tearing my heart into pieces. I am quite aware that I am interested in the man, but my fixation on him is transforming me into a

Jade“You look like shit.” My good friend Lee groaned as she hurriedly extracted the keys from her jacket, unlocked the door, and ushered me inside her house. She shut the door behind us. “Welcome back, Lee. The house was so boring when you were not around. I see you brought a guest, and it’s not the bitch, Joan.” After Alexa’s chime, Lee and I both let out a hearty laugh. As we went to sit on the couch that was close to a fireplace. We sat there and watched as the rain fell. The lightning flashed, and the thunder began to roll. I could tell by her nervousness that she had something important to share with me.“What is it, Lee?” I asked as I got up from the sofa and walked to the coffee machine to brew myself some coffee. “Coffee?” I asked Lee, and she answered. “Yeah, no milk, no sugar.”“Since when do you not take sugar and milk?” I asked her as I came back to the fireplace, offering her the coffee.“Since my life is as bitter as this coffee and my stupidity has come back to bite

Domenico I knew I was dangerously close to crossing a line with Jade. I shouldn’t touch her, but my beast wants her and her alone. Pretending I hated her has been hard, especially when every fiber of my being wants her. I knew I was in trouble the first time she entered my office. I thought I could resist her. When her lovely, innocent green eyes met mine, I knew she was my mate.She doesn't belong in any way to my gloomy reality. My decision to let myself become so close to her was both egotistical and careless on my part. But when she moved toward me, it seemed as though she was being drawn by the same magnetic pull that has been seducing and torturing me for the past few months. I made an effort to withstand her advances.I should have walked away. I should have ignored her. I should have rejected her from the very first day I set eyes on her. And now. Now, she rejected me by walking away from me, and the only thing I’m holding on to is a fucking "I quit text!" I don’t blame her.

JadeThe salt-kissed breeze wafted through the open window, carrying with it the distant cries of seagulls and the relentless murmur of the ocean. I stood there, inhaling deeply, the briny air filling my lungs and cleansing away the acrid taste of past regrets. A fresh start—that's what danced on the horizon, shimmering like the sun-dappled surface of the sea before me. My life, up until this point, had been a relentless mire of chaos—a fool’s errand chasing after a love that turned out to be nothing more than a mirage orchestrated by a nut head whose name I now refused to let stain my thoughts. But here, at this moment, with the vast expanse of possibilities stretching out as far as the eye could see, I felt the tides within me begin to shift."Isn't it just perfect?" Lee's voice tinged with an uncharacteristic tremor of excitement, broke through my reverie. We were standing side by side, our reflections mingling in the glass panes that framed the perfect view."More than," I murmure

JadeSunlight danced on the cerulean waves, a glittering symphony that played upon the infinite expanse of the ocean. The horizon stretched beyond the limits of sight, unfettered and wild from the vantage point of my new apartment, a sanctuary perched high above the world's mundane clamor. Life was undeniably sweeter here, each breath imbued with the briny zest of sea air, promising a day unshackled from yesterday's shadows.Yet, as I lay there, ensconced in the soft embrace of Egyptian cotton sheets that whispered against my skin like the gentlest of lovers' caresses, my mind drifted—unbidden—to Mr. Lombardi. The thought of him ignited a tempest within me, a maelstrom of desire and indignation that clashed with the tranquil morning. "How dare he call me unworthy," I murmured to the empty room, the words falling flat against the backdrop of rolling waves. His rejection stung, an incessant throb in my chest, but it was his craving, the way he devoured my pussy with such ravenous hunger