Home-cooked Meal

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CHAPTER 31

~Zara's POV~

I clenched my teeth, refusing to let him get under my skin again. I was successful after the meeting, and I knew Marcus had gotten under Snow's, prompting the visit. 

"What do you want, Snow?"

His smirk grew as he stepped closer, his hands casually in his pockets. "Just making sure you're doing your job. After all, we wouldn't want things to get... out of hand, would we?"

I shot him a glare. "Don't worry about me. I'm perfectly capable of handling things."

"Capable, huh? Like how you handled Marcus or the hotel scandal?" I frowned, and his eyes sparkled with mischief as he leaned over my desk, his face now just inches from mine. His voice dropped to a husky tone. "Last time I checked, you were running out of my office like you'd seen a ghost."