Riled Up

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CHAPTER 30

~Zara's POV~

~Earlier The Previous Evening~

I stormed out on Snow, my mind spinning. How had I let things get this far? 

He spoke with a smug demeanour, manipulating everything to his benefit—the agreement. 

I facepalmed, stupid Zara.

I should have known better than to sign anything without reading it carefully. But I was so desperate to escape Ivan and his chaos that I didn't care.

And now, Snow had control. Complete control. I intimately and personally manage my damn schedule. Tsk.

I felt my pulse quicken as I walked towards my room, grateful for the only space I had from him. 

He had casually laid everything out, treating me like a piece on his chessboard that he could move whenever he pleased.