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Gaining more control
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Bringing My Arrogant CEO To His Knees    A new menace
Marrissa's point of view Morgan's smle made me even more angry, he was so happy like he had just delivered the winning blow in some cruel, one-sided game. He leaned back in his chair, arms crossed, watching me, waiting for a reaction. I knew exactly what he wanted. He wanted to break me. He wanted to see me cry or beg, to fold under the pressure of his arrogance. But I would die before I gave him that satisfaction. I rose from my chair, keeping my face blank. Not a single tear would fall in front of him. I would rather beg a stranger on the street than let him see me weak. Without another word, I stomped out of his office, slamming the door hard enough to rattle the glass panel. On my way out, I shoved Glow, his perfectly tiny slut disguised as his new secretary.She barely wobbled, smiling up at me as though she found my anger amusing. That smile made me want to scream. By the time I reached my office, my legs were shaking. I collapsed into my chair, burying my face in my hands
āļāļĢāļąāļāļāļĢāļļāļāļĨāđāļēāļŠāļļāļ : 2025-01-01Bringing My Arrogant CEO To His Knees    His payback
Marrissa's point of view The heavy doors of the mansion creaked as I pushed them open. The grand entry hall greeted me with its usual coldness, marble floors that gleamed like ice under the glow of crystal chandeliers. Before I could take another step, a flurry of movement startled me. The maids came rushing toward me, their faces pale with concern. âMadam, how are you?â one of them asked âAre you okay?â another asked, her hands wringing nervously. âWelcome back!â they chorused, their worried expressions a little too intense for comfort. I blinked, caught off guard. How did they even know I had been away? Their concern touched me, it felt so genuine, and before I knew it, I was pulled into a series of tight, almost desperate hugs. âThanks,â I said awkwardly, patting a maid on the back as I tried to wiggle free. âIâm fine, really.â I stepped back, brushing off invisible lint on my coat to distract myself from their stares. âSo, where is Mr. Devil?â I asked, my voice ligh
āļāļĢāļąāļāļāļĢāļļāļāļĨāđāļēāļŠāļļāļ : 2025-01-01Bringing My Arrogant CEO To His Knees    Dangerous Revenge
Marrissa's point of view I woke up earlier than usual, before Morgan had the chance to wake me up in his usual degrading fashion. The thought of him pouring cold water on me or his annoying way of saying âGet out and get busyâ made me so angry . But not today. Today, I have a special plan. I stood up from the floor, surprisingly my body had adjusted to the cold ground, although Morgan graciously gave me blankets and duvet. I sighed , getting dressed, after that I quickly went downstairs. The movement of the maids working greeted me, their soft chatter and the sounds of cleaning filling the vast house. I found a corner in the living room and sat, watching them for a while. It was oddly comfortingâtheir efficient movements, the calm way they went about their tasks. They did not scowl or bark orders. They did not treat people like pawns. One of the younger maids noticed me and smiled. Before long, I found myself chatting with a few of them. We laughed about small thingsâthe kind o
āļāļĢāļąāļāļāļĢāļļāļāļĨāđāļēāļŠāļļāļ : 2025-01-03Bringing My Arrogant CEO To His Knees    Playing along
Morgan's point of view I knew something was off about Marrissa the moment she stood up on her own that morning. The way she moved was too smooth,too calculated as if she had rehearsed them in her mind before waking up.She did not notice me watching her from the corner of my eyes. I remained perfectly still as she dressed quickly,like she was on a mission.She left the room humming, that same soft, cheerful tune she always used when she thought she had won something. Moments later, I could hear her voice downstairs, light and almost melodic as she laughed with the maids.I should have ignored it, brushed it off, but there was something about it that stirred something sharp and bitter inside me. A strange feeling I refused to let take root.I turned my attention to the work I had been avoiding, distracting myself with tasks I barely cared for, trying to shut her out of my mind. But Marrissa was not someone easily forgotten. Her presence lingered even when she was gone, and I hated t
āļāļĢāļąāļāļāļĢāļļāļāļĨāđāļēāļŠāļļāļ : 2025-01-05Bringing My Arrogant CEO To His Knees    Regret
Marrissa's point of view I moved through Morganâs room like a ghost, my mind racing with thoughts I could not control. âWhat have I done?â That question replayed over and over as if asking it would somehow undo what had happened. My stomach twisted. Had I actually killed him? No, that could not be possible. Chilly pepper could not be that deadlyâĶ could it? The image of Morgan collapsing flashed in my mind againâthe way his face twisted in pain, his body crumpling to the floor. The maids had rushed in, their panic fueling my own. It was like I was watching a disaster unfold in slow motion. Now, here I was, left to clean up the mess I had created. My hands trembled as I dressed. Every movement felt mechanical, like my body was moving on autopilot while my mind screamed at me to fix this. At one point, I thought about going to the office, pretending none of it happened. âHeâs in the hospital now. The doctors will revive him. Thatâs their job,â I told myself. My legs felt shaky and
āļāļĢāļąāļāļāļĢāļļāļāļĨāđāļēāļŠāļļāļ : 2025-01-05Bringing My Arrogant CEO To His Knees    Fighting with Glow
Marrissa's point of view Morgan made me walk all the way to the car, his heavy weight pressing down on me, even though his men offered to help, he refused "Leave her; she is fine," he said with that wicked smile of his, waving them off. I bit my tongue and trudged on, my legs trembling under the strain. When we finally got to the car, I reached for the handle, ready to slide into the passenger seat, but before I could, Morgan stopped me. His hand came down on my head, firmly pushing me away. "Where are you going?" he asked, his tone mocking. "I... I thought I would go with you," I stammered, my face burning. He scoffed. "No. You thought wrong, Marissa. You can find your way home." With that, he shut the door in my face, and the car sped off without another word. I stood there, frozen, humiliation washing over me like a tidal wave. For a moment, I could not move, could not think. Then, swallowing my pride, I flagged down a cab and made my way back to the mansion. The mome
āļāļĢāļąāļāļāļĢāļļāļāļĨāđāļēāļŠāļļāļ : 2025-01-06Bringing My Arrogant CEO To His Knees    A turn of events
Morgan's point of view I could not let her leave. Not like this. Something inside me twisted painfully when I saw Marissa and Glow fighting. I was furious, but for reasons I could not quite place. Seeing the anguish in her eyes and the bruises on her body... it did something to me. It hurt in ways I was not ready to admit. I cleared my throat and approached her. âI will take you to the hospital,â I whispered, my voice low. She pulled her arm away, her eyes filled with exhaustion and defiance. âI do not need your help, Morgan. I do not need your pity.â I pulled her closer to the door, I did not want Glow to hear our conversation.âThis is not about pity. We need to make sure the baby is okay.â I said, clenching my jaw, struggling to remain patient.For a moment, she froze. Her eyes softened, then hardened again as she let out a bitter laugh. âOur baby? Now itâs our baby?â Her voice cracked. âYou knew I was carrying your child, and yet you made me cook for you just so you could
āļāļĢāļąāļāļāļĢāļļāļāļĨāđāļēāļŠāļļāļ : 2025-01-06Bringing My Arrogant CEO To His Knees    Holding back
Marrissa's point of view He was so close that I could feel his breath brushing against my lips. The air between us was filled with something raw, something I could not name but could feel deep in my chest. His dark eyes roamed from my eyes down to my lips, lingering there for a moment before meeting my gaze again. Then he leaned in closer, his lips brushing against the curve of my ear as he whispered, his voice was low, rough, and devastatingly hot.âPlease, kiss me.âMy body responded immediately, as though it were a puppet and his voice the strings. My nipples tightened under the fabric of my shirt, and a wave of heat flowed through me, pooling low in my belly. My body screamed at me to close the space between us, to give in, to stop thinking entirely. I wanted thisâI craved for his touch, for his caress ,for his huge penis digging deep into me. God Marrissa,is this you? My inner voice asked. Well, it was not jjust me. It was my hormones, definitely my pregnancy cravings had tur
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Bringing My Arrogant CEO To His Knees    Winning to the end
Marrissa's point of view I stood outside the shimmering glass doors of the executive conference room with my heart pounding in my chest like it was trying to escape. Behind those doors was a panel of investors, each one a name I had memorized from the dossier Mr. Adrian handed me just yesterday. The Echelon Project. A multi-million-dollar initiative that could reshape tech-integrated education.âYouâve got this,â Samira whispered beside me, nudging my arm. She had tagged along under the pretense of delivering tea, but I knew she was really there to support me. My ride-or-die bestie.I took one deep breath. Then I walked in.Thirty-seven minutes later, I came out looking like I had fought a war and somehow survived. My hands trembled, but my voice had not cracked once. I answered every question, deflected the skepticism, and even got to make them laugh.âHow did it go?â Samira asked, practically vibrating with excitement.âI thinkâĶâ I exhaled, blinking. âI think I killed it.ââYES!â
Bringing My Arrogant CEO To His Knees    Having a new plan
Marrissa's point of view After my meeting with Mr. Adrian, something inside me shifted.I was not going to cry in the bathrooms anymore. I was not going to let Bianca or anyone run me out.If they wanted a show? I would give them the best damn performance they had ever seen.Samira found me later in the break room, still gripping my coffee cup like a weapon."You look like you are about to commit a felony," she said brightly."Felony?" I echoed, smiling thinly. "More like... a strategic takedown."She slid into the seat across from me, her eyebrows raised."God, I love it when you get scary," she said, laughing. "Tell me everything."And I did.I told her how I would start saving backup files on a separate drive in a hidden folder labeled Birthday Party Clowns. No one would ever check that one. I told her how I would place subtle marks on my original documents. I would use things only I would recognize and if they were tampered with, I would realize immediately.I explained how
Bringing My Arrogant CEO To His Knees    Strange happenings
Marrissa's point of view Daniel told me to continue working on the Echelon project even thoughno results had come about who would really lead the project.âThere's no harm in being prepared,â he said and I agreed.He agreed to assist me in the best way he could and today we were supposed to have a meeting.Well, yes iIt was supposed to be a quick meeting.Just me and Daniel. We were supposed to finalize a section of the Echelon project before the weekend.Instead, it turned into three hours of gisting and snacking. There were two pizza boxes, and one playlist full of 90s hits blasting through the empty office.At some point, I realized we were laughing more than working."I swear," Daniel said between bites of cold pizza, "half of all the good architect are just surviving the ridiculous clients.""Oh, you mean the lady who wanted her lobby made entirely out of glass? Including the floor?" I asked, grinning.Daniel shuddered dramatically. "I tell you."We both laughed.And then â Th
Bringing My Arrogant CEO To His Knees    My enemy
Bianca's point of view I saw everything and I was not only irritated,I was angry.Who the fuck does she think she is. She came in as a freaking newbie and now,she was leading a project I had been working my ass to lead.What the hell did she do to Mr Adrian?I saw the easy smile he always gave her.The way even Daniel lingered by the doorway after her presentation, scribbling notes furiously, his gaze locked on Marrissa like she was some kind of prodigy.It made my stomach twist.Everything about her annoyed me . Her wide eyes and modest outfits and fake humility. She walks about like she had no idea she had just snagged the biggest project in the company. The Echelon Account. My project. At least, it was supposed to be mine.And now, she was everyone's favorite.Including Mr Rodes actually came to the company just to say âMarrissaâs proposal was refreshing. Iâm excited to have her work here."Excited?She barely knew which floor the printers were on.After everything I had done, aft
Bringing My Arrogant CEO To His Knees    Baptism by fire
Marrissa's point of view Later that afternoon, my badge beeped me into the sleek, glass-walled conference room. The long table was already packed with managers, strategists, and consultants. And, of course, Bianca was sitting, looking at me like a hawk, her legs were crossed and she was tapping a pen against her notepad with surgical precision.I gulped. Samira gave me a thumbs-up from behind a frosted partition.At exactly one o'clock, Mr. Adrian, Mr Allen and Mrs Spencer walked in. They were all calm and composed,but the room snapped to attention like they carried gravity in their pockets."Ladies and gentlemen," he said, "this is Marrissa and I picked her as the lead on Echelon. We will be hearing her make a presentation as well as Bianca and at the end, we will decide who will really lead the project."There were murmurs in the room . Some looked at me with raised eyebrows and someone even coughed.I opened my folder with trembling hands and began explaining my initial idea
Bringing My Arrogant CEO To His Knees    Girl's night out
Marrissa's point of view I barely made it home before my phone buzzed again.Samira:> Emergency. > Celebration required. > Meet us at âThe Olive Lounge by 7:30 sharp. > Dress cute but comfy. Boss Babe orders.I didnât even bother arguing. Samira had basically dragged me into their circle at full speed with no brakes and honestly, I like it.I threw on a pair of skinny jeans, a soft rose-pink blouse, and some ankle boots that made me feel vaguely fashionable, and by 7:20, Samira was honking outside like a maniac."You are ate!" she yelled as I climbed into the car."You are early!" I shot back.Liana and Tasha were already seated at the backseat, waving like overexcited puppies."You look so CUTE!" Liana squealed."She understood the assignment," Tasha said approvingly, high-fiving me.Samira drove away from the curb like she was auditioning for âFast and Furious: The Suburban Editionâ."We have ONE mission tonight," she declared with shining eyes."Survive your driving?" I s
Bringing My Arrogant CEO To His Knees    New disturbing news
Marrissa's point of view I did say I was on fire yesterday right. Well, there was nothing hot in me right now as I stood in front of Me Adria, trying not to crumble to the ground."Miss Marrissa, I had not been hundred percent truthful to you and I think I should now."My stomach twisted.âWhat is he about to say?â I thought to myself."I didn't give you the entire information because I didn't want you scared or overwhelmed."My legs began to shake, suddenly too weak to carry the weight of my body."May I sit please?â I asked weakly."Oh please, do take your seat, â he said, gesturing to a chair across from him.I sat down and placed my shaky hands on my lap.I didn't know why,but I was worried he wanted to say something bad. His nt facial expression didn't even make it any better.He wasn't smiling."First, I want to commend you again for your work so far, you have been incredibly good, butâĶ. I'm afraid there is more to do"."You will be attending a meeting this afternoon with top e
Bringing My Arrogant CEO To His Knees    First core planning meeting
Marrissa's point of view I spent Sunday indoors, preparing mentally and physically for tomorrow's work activities.Monday came and I dressed smartly for work. Today, I will attend my first core planning meeting.The Core Planning Team meeting was held on the thirty-fifth floor â the floor with actual glass walls, leather chairs, and a skyline view that made you feel both inspired and slightly nauseous at the same time.I held my new badge so tightly it nearly left an imprint on my palm.Samira had tried to coach me on the elevator ride up:"Okay, listen," she said in a hushed voice. You are brilliant, but you are also new to this. Some of those people there have been here for years. They are not going to throw you a party, Marrissa. Just... smile. Be polite. And donât let Karen corner you."I frowned. " Who is Karen?"Samira widened her eyes. "You will know when you see her."Great. Cryptic warnings and mystery enemies. âThis was fine,â I whispered.The elevator dinged, and w
Bringing My Arrogant CEO To His Knees    Saturday morning
Marrissa's point of view I woke up the next day with sunlight streaming through the curtains, casting a warm glow across my room. The noise of the city outside was a comforting reminder that I was in a new place.It was Saturday. A day to relax.I stretched lazily on the bed, feeling the softness of the sheets against my skin. The air smelled faintly of lavender from the diffuser I had set up the night before.Deciding to make the most of the day, I slipped into comfortable clothes and tied my hair up. I put on some upbeat musicâsomething with a rhythm that made cleaning feel less like a chore and more like a party. As the melodies filled the apartment, I moved from room to room, dusting, organizing, and tidying up.An hour into my cleaning spree, my phone buzzed with a notification. I wiped my hands on a towel and picked it up.It was a message from a hidden number: âHow are you faring?âI stared at the screen, puzzled.âWho could this be?â Could it be Molly or Andre? But why use
