Contract Marriage With Alpha Snow novel Chapter 41

Chapter 41: Slapped

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Chapter 41

~Zara’s POV~

"Mr. Blake," Snow greeted coldly. "I wasn’t aware we had a meeting scheduled." He shot me a glare.

Blake didn’t flinch, rather, he straightened his back, smirking slightly. "I thought I’d drop by to get a feel for things firsthand. And Zara here was just filling me in on the details."

I could feel the tension thickening in the room. Snow’s posture was rigid, his jaw clenched tight as his gaze briefly flicked over to me before returning to Blake.

"Well," Snow drawled in an icily polite tone. "I handle the majority of business decisions for Aurora Conglomerate. Perhaps we can reschedule for a more formal meeting?"

From the way Blake’s eyes lazily moved between us, I could tell he already guessed there was a lot of tension between Snow and me.

He stood up, smoothing his jacket down. "Of course. I’ll let you two... discuss. Zara, it was a pleasure. I’ll be in touch." He gave me a nod before walking out, leaving me with an uneasy and enraged boss.

As soon as the door clicked shut, Snow turned to me, his eyes blazing. "Care to explain?"

Here we were? I stood, crossed my arms, feeling defensive. "I was securing an alternative option. Marcus is dragging his feet, and Blake is more than capable."

Snow took a step closer, his eyes never leaving mine. "Is that all?" I lifted my eyes, expecting a sensible explanation when he sprouted out insults. "Or are you eagerly flaunting your beauty and chasing men? Tell me, Zara, are you so insatiable?"

’The Actual Fuck!’

My fingers balled at my side, anger swirling into little fists, controlling the urge to smack him across the cheek.

"What? You suddenly become too small or innocent for those kinds of words or..." The sound echoed loudly to cause an uproar from Snow. I did it. I slapped Snow before I could control myself.

His eyes seemed to have seen stars as they glared daggers in my direction.

To my surprise, Snow didn’t do or say anything and the tension seemed to have spiked, but I didn’t care anymore.

I may be working for him, but that didn’t give him the right to speak to me in such a manner.

"Zara," he said after some time. I could see his fist clench and unclench. Good, he felt it.

"Snow." My breathing ragged as I waited for him to spew more nonsense, probably words like, you’re fired, but he didn’t.

My palm still stung from the impact, but it was nothing compared to the fury blazing in Snow’s eyes. He stared at me, stunned, his expression unreadable at first, and then a slow, dangerous smile crept onto his lips.

"You’ll be punished," he said, his voice calm yet seething with restrained anger. He waited for me to say something, but I didn’t.