Contract Marriage With Alpha Snow novel Chapter 143

Chapter 143: Trip Reminder

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Chapter 143

~Snow’s POV~

It was one thing to follow Jupiter’s advice, and it was another to actually carry it through.

The morning sunlight filtered through the mansion’s tall windows, casting a golden glow on the polished floors.

I adjusted my tie in the mirror, my reflection staring back at me, cool and composed on the surface. Inside, however, my mind was a storm, caught between Jupiter’s words and the growing complication that was my wife, Zara.

Footsteps echoed from the hall, the rhythmic click of heels drawing my attention. I turned just in time to see Zara descending the staircase, her presence commanding the space effortlessly.

She was dressed in a fitted purple outfit that hugged her curves in all the right places—a sleeveless blouse paired with high-waisted pants that flared slightly at the ankles.

The colour brought out the warmth in her complexion, and the subtle sheen of her hair caught the morning light.

Glacier stirred in my mind, ready to welcome my wife.

"Ours," he growled, his possessive tone more forceful than usual.

I tightened my grip on my bag, forcing my wolf to calm down.

"Good morning," Zara greeted.

I nodded, my throat dry as I tried to find words. "Morning, Zara."

Before I could say anything more, she breezed past me, her car keys jingling in her hand.

"I’ll see you at the office," she added, flashing me a quick smile before heading for the door.

I blinked, caught off guard by her efficiency. By the time I gathered my thoughts, the sound of her car engine starting reached my ears. I moved to the window just in time to see her sleek black car pulling out of the driveway.

"She’s... something else," I muttered under my breath.

"You should’ve stopped her," Glacier said, annoyed.

"For what?" I shot back mentally. "To stammer like a fool? No thanks."

Shaking my head, I grabbed my briefcase and headed for my car. The drive to the office was uneventful with her not seated by my side, but her thoughts were all I had to keep my mind busy and free from Glacier. Zara lingered in my thoughts.

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At the office, I walked into my private elevator, nodding briefly to the few employees I passed. By the time I reached my floor, my focus should have shifted to work, but it hadn’t.

Taylor greeted me at the door, her tablet in hand. "Good morning, Mr. Zephyr. The Vice CEO is waiting for you in the boardroom."

I nodded. "Give me five minutes. I’ll meet him there."

Entering my office, I sat at my desk and turned on my computer, but my mind wasn’t on the emails piling up in my inbox. My thoughts kept drifting back to Zara—her smile, the subtle way she carried herself, the way she challenged me without even trying.

A sharp knock on the door snapped me out of it.

"Come in," I called.

Mr. Hunk stepped inside, his expression calm but curious. "Morning, Snow."

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~Zara’s POV~

I shook my head, forcing myself to concentrate. Whatever was bothering him, he’d tell me when he was ready.

As the day wore on, I found myself juggling emails, phone calls, and brief meetings with department heads. The hours slipped by, and soon it was lunchtime.

A soft knock at my door made me glance up. It was Taylor.

"Hey," she said with a smile. "Care to grab lunch? I could use a break."

I nodded, grateful for the distraction. "Sure. Let’s go."

The two of us headed to a café nearby as we discussed about the company and recent threats. Taylor filled me in on some of the latest office gossip, but my mind kept wandering back to Snow.

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~Snow’s POV~

By the time I returned to my office after another grueling meeting, my phone buzzed with a call. The secretary’s name flashed across the screen.

"Mr. Zephyr," she said when I answered. "Alpha Storm asked me to inform you about the finalized business trip arrangements. He said it’s crucial for you to be fully prepared."

"I already know," I replied curtly.

"Yes, sir. He also mentioned that Jenna Stark would be attending."

I barely managed to hold back a groan. "Understood. Thank you."

Ending the call, I leaned back in my chair, frustration bubbling beneath the surface. Did she make my secretary tell me just to get under my skin or what?

I groaned, feeling the frustration build up.