Semua Bab Bringing My Arrogant CEO To His Knees : Bab 81 - Bab 90

Glow's point of view Jane and I stepped out of the house and the cool night air did nothing to calm the heat burning in our chest. Her car was parked a distance away from the house. Jane dug in her bag for her keys, and when she found it, dhe looked at me. "Ready?" she asked, her voice sounding low. I knew she was scared too.I have my plan in my head, but I wanted to be far off from Jane before accomplishing it. Her safety is very important to me at this point.So, I nodded. But before climbing into the car, I ran toward her, suddenly overcome with everything I wanted to say but had never been able to. Tears blurred my vision as the words tumbled out, raw and messy."Thank you. Thank you for everything. For staying by my side when I lost my sister, for giving me a home when I had none. I wanted so badly to repay you, Jane, but instead, I just brought more chaos into your life. I'm sorry." My voice broke on the last word, and I could not stop the tears from falling.Jane placed her

Morgan's point of view I parked my car in a hurry and went to the front door hoping to see Marrissa in the dining room or the sitting room, but none was there. I climbed up the stairs, taking it three steps at a time and went into my bedroom. Slamming the door open,I walked into the empty room.By this time, my chest was beating faster than normal not just from exertion, but from anger bubbling inside of me.“Why the hell is she not back?” I hissed to myself, pacing back and forth. My mind raced through every possibility, each one making me more angrier than the last. I pulled out my phone, punching in Marrissa's number. I wanted to call her, to demand an explanation, but a knot of frustration stopped me.The image of her with Jack Stone burned in my mind. Just the thought of her still being with him sent a wave of anger through my veins. I was about to hit the call button when I heard the sound of the front door creaking open.I turned and rushed to the staircase, looking over the

Farrow’s point of view I heard a knock on my door and quickly put off my cigarette. I sprayed my room with a nice spray before opening the door.I was shocked to see my dad at the door , smiling like someone who had just been hit with a billionaire dollar contract.“What's up dad?” I asked.“Farrow, Farrow, my darling farrow, " he said, walking inside my room.For a second,I was shocked.I can not remember dad using such words for me except when he wanted to hook me up with some billionaire.“What's going on?” I said, looking at him weirdly.“You have brought me great joy.” He said, smiling broadly.He took me into his arms and hugged me, even rocking me like I was a little girl."Is everything alright?" I whispered."Of course, everything is perfect, thanks to you," he replied."And what exactly did I do?" I asked, still shock at his behavior."Everything I have always wanted and more," he replied.“With what you have accomplished, not only have you secured your future, you have als

Morgan's point of view I placed my hands inside my pockets, leaning slightly against my door as I watched Mr. Hudson. His face was set in a hard, unreadable expression.The silence between us increased and it only made me more angry. I waited for his response. Then, he finally spoke. "Do you think paying someone to tarnish my daughter's image will set you free?" His voice was low but it did not hide the anger in it and his eyes locking onto mine like a predator sizing up its prey. I raised a brow, amused at his accusation. "Pay someone?" I echoed, shaking my head slightly. "Is that what you think? Mr. Hudson, I do not have the time or the interest to—" "Shut the fuck up!" he shouted, slamming his palm against my desk so hard that the surface rattled. I stiffened. The raw anger in his voice was not surprising, but the force in which he spoke was unexpected. He was usually composed, always one to handle things through backdoor deals rather than outright aggression. For

Marrissa's point of view “What nonsense!” I spat angrily, stomping out of Morgan’s office, making sure to bang his door making a huge noise as I did. The man annoyed me to my bones. Every time he opened his mouth, it was to dictate, command, or lecture me, as if my life belonged to him. He took every opportunity to boss me around, suffocating me with his arrogant attitude. The more I thought about everything he had done to me since the day we met, the more my anger flared up. I clenched my fist as I walked down the corridor to my office.By the time I reached my office, I had to breathe in and out to compose myself. I still had work to do. No matter how much Morgan irritated me, I would not let him distract me from my responsibilities. Settling at my desk, I opened my laptop. During the meeting earlier, I had noticed flaws in our presentation. I did not say anything yet because I was not really certain, but I had marked the error , determined to review them at home. I wanted to