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Taming Mr. Arrogant

Chapter 3 Shattered dreams 

Wortanzahl:1466    |    Veröffentlicht am:05/05/2023

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nce to prove myself? I am not worth standing before him dressed like this? Could it be the choker? Why did

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the man’s service, and tipped him. The bank wasn’t very busy, so I waited a few minutes for someone to assist me. Before gaining acc

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000 in this account for my educational fund

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been depleted. I stared at the bank statement once more, and I felt like I would break apart. I could almost hear my heart shatte

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d start walking, but I couldn’t. My dreams. My dreams were shattered. I could hear the man who was a

r because he lost his job to marry a rich man, she took everything away from us. The house, the money my father received from the company where he used to work, and his savings. She stole everything and abandoned us. In her testament, my grandmother designated my father as the heir to the house. My father and I live in a large house, yet we barely make ends meet. My mother stole my college funds. My father cannot currently afford to pay for my college education. He started a modest business with the money he received from Grandma, but it started failing. I’m curious if he was aware that his ex-wife had stolen from me. I wi

ashed him a half-hearted smile that didn’t reach my

e a suspicious glance before s

a study loan since you came out first in your class. But I assured them I’d already saved enou

e matter,

unds.” My father looked at

an, Kate, empti

tion, I’ve witnessed my father die in silence. Looking at him today, I’m confident he’s had enough of waiting for her. He may not have told me, but I knew my father hoped Kate would return. I hated that idea with passion, as I knew that Kate might be my mother, but she had never loved my father. That woman even had the audacity to tell

he took his phone and dialed my mother’s numb

ed you should be that you even got married to someone like her. It’s okay,” I responded, his eyes widening as he realized I had always

s his girl, his everything, and the only person who could

I was well-verse

about Kate’s attitude. My father made a mistake with her because she is all about money. I don’t want him to face what he has been facing over the years. Kate is obsessed with the latest fashion and plastic surgery to stay young. She dated celebrities and wealthy men, and most people have no idea she’s my mother. Hell, no one knows Kate is a

t Lee. See you

you up on your running offer tonight.”

s, and I couldn’t bring myself

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Taming Mr. Arrogant
Taming Mr. Arrogant
“"You think you can tame an old daddy like me?" Mr. Domenico Lombardi's stone-like voice makes me nervous, but I'm not backing down; I know what I want. "Yes," I added a nod to confirm it but cursed internally at my luck. I've never had a boyfriend, and here I am trying to tame a man old enough to be my father. It is said that the apple does not fall far from the tree. I guess I am truly Kate's daughter. I had an internal laugh at my stupidity. He scoffed, and I responded by nodding once more while watching the darkening of the silvery gray pupils in his eyes. How come? I brush it off as his cold eyes wash over me. Domenico Lombardi's presence makes me squirm. When I'm around him, I get the impression that I'm being judged and ignored at every turn. "How old are you?" "18" "How old is your father?" "38," I replied truthfully. "Well, I'm 37 years old." He stared at me; his eyes darkened again, and I became terrified. I fiddle with my nails, clipping them together as I lean back on my heels to help relieve some of the anxiety he's causing me. "You see, I'm like a father to you, or maybe a grandfather or a great-great-grandfather. How many boyfriends have you had in your life?" "None." He chuckled as I responded. "You see, I've lost count of how many ladies I've fucked, thousands or millions, over the centuries. You are just a little girl to me with nothing to offer; now, get lost!" "My panties made you hard!" "You think so?" "Yes," I responded confidently. "Well, I wasn't hard; I just have a donkey-like cock."”