All Chapters of Marrying The Arrogant Billionaire : Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

CHAPTER 41KATRINA“To the garden,” he said seriously.His grip on my wrist was so tight that it was impossible to break free.I sighed, realizing there was no use in resisting. So I let him drag me along. We exited the mansion and made our way toward the garden. But he didn’t stop at the neatly trimmed paths or the open areas. Instead, he led me deeper, into the wilder part of the garden, where tall flowers and thick shrubs grew in abundance. The plants were so dense that once you were inside, no one could really see you.“What are we doing here—”My voice trailed off as our footsteps began to slow. We had wandered into a hidden corner of the garden, and I couldn’t help but stop when I saw what was in front of us.There was a small round table set up in the middle of the path, surrounded by a few chairs that looked as if they’d been carefully arranged for gathering. But what drew my attention most was what lay on top of the table. A cake, or at least what looked like one, was beaut

EPISODE 43KATRINAHe chuckled softly, shaking his head. “You should be the first one to fall between the two of us,” he said smoothly, his arrogance practically filling the surroundings. “I want you to beg. When you’ve fallen for me, that’s when I’ll love you back.”My jaw dropped slightly.Wow. Just wow. How full of himself could he be? The audacity was unbelievable.Could that even be possible? Clearly, he’s never really been in love before. He talks as if falling in love were that easy, as if emotions could just be switched on and off at will.“Oh, so you mean I’m supposed to make the first move?” I asked, raising an eyebrow at him.Pierre leaned back, completely unfazed, that confident smile still playing on his lips. “Like every woman I dated before,” he said smoothly.“They were always the ones who made the first move, not me. They went crazy for me, and honestly, I want the woman I’ll marry to go crazy over me too. Just like my friend... Ferruccio. His girl made the first mo

CHAPTER 45And all of this, comes from that night in the suite.The night she was drunk, just enough to leave me with those fucking unforgettable memories. Memories that haunt me, that make my body ache to be near hers again, to feel her skin against mine, to breathe in the scent of her hair.It’s maddening. I shouldn’t want her like this. I shouldn’t let those memories control me, let them make me restless every time she’s around. But I can’t help it. Even though Mom had brought a girl along, I could tell right away that Katrina had no intention of competing. She wants to avoid me, to escape so she won’t have to deal with me.I can use Queen to awaken something in Katrina’s heart, something that should make her take action that should push her to fight for her place at my side, to be the one I bring to the altar.I don’t mind if she becomes my wife. But, as my father always said, she has to earn it. And from the way things look, Katrina doesn’t give a damn about that. She doesn’t

CHAPTER 47“The thing I wanted to talk about…” I hesitated, inhaling deeply. “You see, I don’t have any feelings for Pierre. Honestly, I was ready to step aside, to let things be, but Boss Valerion keeps getting in the way. He doesn’t want me to let go.”I looked at her carefully, trying to gauge her reaction. “So now… I’ve been thinking about it for a while, and I came up with something. What if you and I… joined forces?”Her frown eased, just slightly, the sharpness in her features softening as she tilted her head, studying me.“For what?” she asked.“It’s not that I’m trying to embarrass you,” I started. “But Pierre told me himself... he doesn’t like you. And honestly, from what I’ve seen, something is missing.”Her expression didn’t change, but I could feel her glare burning into me. “You’re beautiful, no doubt about that. You’ve got the looks, the body… everything that could make a man fall at your feet,” I said. “But your attitude... well, that’s where everything falls apart.”

CHAPTER 49“Why?” I asked sleepily.“I brought you something.”I heard his footsteps approaching. When my eyes finally adjusted, I saw him standing in front of me.“You didn’t finish your dinner earlier,” he said gently. “So here... sit up and eat this.”He bent down slightly and lowered the tray to my level so I could see it clearly. On the tray was a steaming plate of steak, still glistening with juices, accompanied by boiled corn kernels and a colorful side of vegetables. The faint aroma of butter and grilled meat drifted through the air.I shot up from the bed and sat at its edge. “So, who won this time... you or your mom? You already knew she’d be furious, and yet you still went ahead and said all those ridiculous things—”I stopped talking when he suddenly reached out and grabbed my right wrist.He took a step forward right away, and instinctively, I followed. Without another word, we walked down toward the living area.“Take your seat,” he said.I drew in a deep breath before s