Confrontation

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CHAPTER 26

~Zara's POV~

First off, it wasn't just one payment. He meant payments.

Secondly, I never got a chance to refuse him.

The door slammed shut and the reporters were gone, but the chaos they'd left behind lingered in the silence between us.

My breath was shallow, heart racing as Snow's grip on me tightened. 

His chest was rising and falling rapidly, anger still simmering beneath the surface, but there was something else there—something darker, more primal.

My mind had screamed at me to push him away, to keep that distance, but my body betrayed me. 

Every inch of me was hyper-aware of him—his heat, his scent, the raw strength in his arms as he held me close. My fingers involuntarily clutched at his shirt, as if anchoring myself against the 'Snow Zephyr' storm.