Semua Bab Bringing My Arrogant CEO To His Knees : Bab 151 - Bab 160

Marrissa's point of view I could feel Morgan’s restraint snapping and I got scared.His hand shot out before I could stop him. His fist connected with Andre’s jaw with a sickening crack.Andre stumbled back, knocking over his drink. The table shook, and the glasses tumbled, shattering on the floor. Gasps and whispers filled the bar as people turned to watch. Andre wiped his mouth, then lunged. His fist connected with Morgan’s side, but Morgan barely flinched. He retaliated with a brutal shove, sending Andre crashing into a chair. “Stop it!” I shouted, scrambling to my feet. But they weren’t listening. I shoved myself between them, pressing my hands against Morgan’s chest and pushing him back with all my strength. *Enough!” His breathing was ragged, his pulse pounding under my hands. His eyes turned to me, wild with possessiveness. Andre straightened his collar, glaring. “Get yourself something to do, Thornhill.” Morgan made a move to go for him again, but I grabbed hi

Morgan's point of view I stood in my father’s study, my arms crossed. My jaw was clenched so tightly that it hurt. My patience was running thin, and I could barely contain the frustration bubbling inside me. I had spent days chasing after Marrissa in Spain, only to be yanked back to Paris like a damn fugitive. And now, here I was, standing across from my father, waiting for an explanation. Marrissa stood a few feet away, looking just as confused and irritated as I felt. Neither of us had any idea why we were here, why we had been summoned like misbehaving children. And I hated feeling like I was being played. My father was sitting behind his massive mahogany desk, his expression calm and, composed like he had everything under control. That only made my temper rise the more. “I assume you both want to know why you are here,” he said smoothly, his fingers laced together. I scoffed, barely able to control my temper. “You think? You had me dragged out of Spain like I was some cr

Marrissa's point of view Everything that had happened since the beginning of the week had been overwhelming. Morgan’s change in behavior was confusing. One moment, he was still the same arrogant, controlling man I had come to expect, and the next, he was… different. Thoughtful, even considerate. And I did not know what to do. A part of me wanted to believe that he had truly changed, that this new version of him was real and that it would last forever. That maybe, just maybe, he was capable of being the kind of man I had always wished for. But another part of me—” the smarter part", I must say, knew better. Men like Morgan did not change overnight. This was definitely a temporary act, a pretense he would soon get tired of. And if I let myself fall for it, if I allowed myself to believe he was different, I would only end up hurting myself again. I need to be careful. I need to protect myself from Morgan and heartbreak. Just then, a sharp pain twisted through my stomac

Marrissa's point of view I stepped out of the restroom, my body still aching from the cramps. Morgan was still waiting outside, his tall frame tense, his eyes immediately locked into mine the moment I came out. Before I could even take another step, he rushed to my side, his hands hovering near my arms as if he expected me to collapse at any second. "Are you okay now? Has the pain subsided?" he asked, his voice filled with an urgency that caught me off guard. I barely had time to answer before I noticed the way a few women passing by smiled at us, their eyes moving between Morgan and me. The heat of embarrassment rushed to my cheeks. I cleared my throat and gestured to him to calm down. "I'm fine," I whispered, embarrassed by the scene we were unintentionally causing. Morgan ignored my discomfort and leaned in closer. His voice lowered as he asked, "Have you taken the pain reliever?" I nodded. "Okay… Can you walk properly?" I sighed, giving him an exasperated look. "Of

Marrissa's point of view I made it to my room, shutting the door behind me,I leaned against it, my heart still pounding from Morgan’s words. "I’ll prove it to you, Marrissa." What did he mean by that? What is he trying to prove? That he cared about me? That he has changed? Or that he is not the cold, arrogant man I knew him to be? That would be really hard to believe. In fact , I could not believe it. I have spent so long keeping my guard up, refusing to let him in. Because every time I did, he always found a way to hurt me. To push me away. To make me feel small. But last night… Last night, he had stayed.He had taken care of me like I was something precious. And now, here I was, shaken to my core because of it. I sighed as I ran a hand through my hair. I need to stop overthinking this. Maybe Morgan was just being decent for once. Maybe he felt guilty. Maybe he saw me in pain and couldn’t turn away like any human would do.That didn’t mean he cared. That didn’t mean