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Chapter 6
~Snow's POV~
I watched Zara's expression shift through a range of emotions—surprise, panic and then, remarkably to composure. Her face was priceless—wide eyes and slightly parted lips.
I knew from how she treated me she had no idea who I really was despite all the hints I'd dropped. I almost wanted to laugh. She had no one to blame but herself.
Still, she quickly masked her shock, her eyes narrowing slightly as if preparing for a fight. I admired that. Zara was sharp, bold, and didn't crumble under pressure. Most people wouldn't adapt so quickly to finding themselves thrown into the deep end like this.
But Zara? She squared her shoulders and met my gaze head-on, showing me she wasn't backing down. Glacier purred in approval, already intrigued by her.
He stirred with excitement the moment she walked in, the usual pull between us tightening, restless whenever she was near. She had that effect on both of us.
I leaned back in my chair, letting a slow smile spread across my lips. "Take a seat, Zara," I said smoothly, gesturing to the chair across from me. "We have much to discuss." She moved with confidence, settling in without hesitation.
As she sat, I couldn't help but think back to the call with my father. He hadn't taken the news of my marriage well. "You're married?" he'd barked, disbelief coloring his voice. "What kind of stunt are you pulling, Snow?"
I stayed calm, knowing this conversation was inevitable. "I've done what was necessary, as you requested," I replied. "You wanted a Luna, didn't you? I gave you one."
"Necessary?" he scoffed. "You expect me to believe that after rejecting all the noble alpha daughters we sent you? I want to meet her. Tonight. Bring her to dinner."
I knew then bringing Zara into my world would be like throwing her to the wolves—literally. But as she sat before me, spine straight and chin lifted, I realized she might be more than strong enough to handle it.
Zara's voice broke through my thoughts. "You're the CEO?" she asked, as if confirming it for herself.
I nodded, leaning forward slightly. "Surprise," I replied, amused. "Still glad you married a stranger?"
She didn't blink. "Depends," she shot back. "Are you going to fire me?" freёwebnovel.com
I chuckled. "No. I like my wife exactly where she is—right beside me. But there's more you need to know." I paused, letting my words sink in.
"Okay. I'm all ears," she said, crossing her arms and leaning back.
"Let's get one thing straight," I continued, keeping my voice firm. "As your boss, I have rules—strict ones. I expect punctuality. You're here before I am and you leave after. I don't tolerate mistakes in my schedule, and I like my coffee black with one sugar, first thing in the morning. No exceptions. My meetings are to be prepped down to the last detail, and I expect updates on every project I'm involved in. Is that clear?"
"Crystal clear," she replied, her expression steady.
"Good," I continued. "Now, let's talk about your job. After what I listed, do you still want it?" I teased, raising an eyebrow. "Or do you think being my wife is enough?"
Her eyes flashed with determination. "I still want the job," she responded. "But are you going to give it to me, or was this all just for show?"
I grinned, enjoying her spirit. "What do you think?"
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