All Chapters of Bringing My Arrogant CEO To His Knees : Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

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

Morgan's point of view I stood across from my dad, feeling the weight of his gaze piercing through me. My head was pounding, my thoughts were scattered, but I had to keep it together. I took a deep breath and finally spoke. “Dad, as crazy as this sounds, I have no idea how I ended up there,” I said, trying to sound convincing. He leaned back in his chair, his expression flat but his tone dripping with sarcasm. “Oh, of course, Morgan. And because I’m such a gullible idiot, I’m supposed to believe you, right?” “Someone must have done something to my drink,” I said firmly. “The last thing I remember is telling Marrissa to wait outside while I went back in to get my car keys. After that…” My voice faltered as an unwelcome name floated into my mind. “Glow,” I whispered, the name like poison on my tongue. Dad’s raised an eyebrow. “Glow?” Ignoring him, I pulled my phone out of my pocket and dialed her number. It rang and rang before going to voicemail. I tried again, and the same

Marrissa's point of view “Hey, Mar,” Molly’s concerned voice came through the phone,I could definitely hear the worry in her voice.“Hey, Mol,” I replied, trying to sound casual even though my heart was bleeding.“How are you holding up? I saw the news online and thought I should check on you,” she said.News? What news? I thought , but then my heart skipped a beat. Wait, did someone publish Morgan and Farrows pictures? I had not seen them yet, but I know that must be what Molly was referring to.“Oh,” I said, keeping my voice calm. “So it’s out, then.”“I’m here if you need someone to talk to,” Molly offered, her voice filled with kindness.“Thanks, Mol. I’ll stop by your place later today.”“I’ll be waiting. And please do not think too much of it, okay? You know it’s not your fault.”I smiled faintly, nodding my head. “I know, Mol. I’m fine, really. Thanks.” I said.“Okay, love,” she said softly and hung up.I sat on the edge of my bed, my phone was still in my hand and my brain to

Marrissa's point of view I glanced in my rearview mirror and saw Morgan’s car behind mine. I smiled faintly although I was boiling with anger inside of me. “Who does he think he is?” The thought irritated me to no end. He always acted as though he had the right to do whatever he pleased while expecting me to live within the boundaries he created. Men like Morgan infuriated me—their arrogance, their double standards. The truth was, I agreed to meet Jack tonight for two reasons. First, to apologize for Morgan’s disgraceful behavior at the party the other night. Jack did not deserve to be treated the way Morgan had treated him. And second? I wanted to pass the time. But now, knowing Morgan was following me, his desperation only made me more determined to lean into this—to follow through with the evening, maybe even enjoy myself a little. If he wanted to stalk me like a possessive fool, fine. Let him. I pulled into the driveway of the upscale hotel, parking smoothly in one of the va

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