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Chapter 52
~Zara’s POV~
My pulse quickened as his words settled over . I had a sinking feeling that he wasn’t going to let walk away from this easily.
"Get dressed, Zara. His voice left no room for argunt. "You’re coming ho with ."
Ella’s eyes widened, her hand instinctively reaching for mine, but I could already feel the weight of Snow’s demand pressing down on . "I’ll be waiting in the car," he added, turning on his heel.
If I was sensible, which I regretted later, I should have let Snow be, but my mouth did not let it rest as I uttered a sharp ’No,’ and stood my ground.
Snow halted, the pressure from his aura growing intense suddenly as he half-turned. "No?" His deep voice went down further by a hundred percent and my knees literally bucked.
That hothead used his alpha aura on . And God Astrid felt the weight of his power, raw and fierce.
I tried to counter with Astrid’s power but with each step Snow took, it beca nearly impossible. I swallowed, lifting my head to look him in the eyes and defy him one more ti.
"Do what you want but I am not going to live with you and your mistress."
Anger flared in his eyes at my outright disobedience before Ella. If I felt his weight on Astrid was heavy, then that was a joke.
Ella coughed out and imdiately fell to her knees but I didn’t bend. Snow towered over , his presence suddenly felt intimidating, and before I could do anything, he bent down a bit and hoisted over his shoulder.
My eyes widened as I felt my nighties fly in the air, exposing my panties. "Aaaahhhh!!"
Snow spun, heading for the door and completely ignoring my predicant. "Drop ," I ordered.
He paused. "Are you sure you want that?"
Before I could sass back, the mory of our previous mishap made my stomach drop (literally, if he dropped ). Falling from this height would make Humpty Dumpty’s great fall look like a feather-soft landing.
With that issue on the way, I continued hitting his back when Snow did the one thing that left my mouth open.
His palm connected with my ass cheek, earning a jiggle of my soft flesh as I winced, stuffing back the pain.
"Want to continue, wifey?"
I pressed my lips shut, accepting defeat till we got to the car.
He placed in the back seat, closed the door and quickly entered into the driver’s seat.
We didn’t waste a second as Snow turned on the ignition and drove off, leaving Ella’s apartnt behind.
By the ti we reached the house, I was furious. Snow had driven so fast, that I’d barely had ti to catch my breath.
He parked in front of his mansion, alighted from the car and opened the passenger’s door.
As soon as he reached for , I kicked but his palm caught my heel easily and yanked forward.
Once more, I saw the ground from an uncomfortable height being turned upside down, slinging over his shoulder like I was a sack of potatoes, completely ignoring my protests as he took inside.
"Put down!" I scread, hitting his back with my fists. "You can’t just—"
He kept walking, his grip firm on my legs. I squird, desperate to get free, but it was useless. As soon as we entered the house, I wiggled harder and before I could stop myself, I slipped, tumbling to the floor.
Snow’s hands were on in an instant, helping up, but the rage in flared. I shoved him away. "Get off ! Go back to Aira, your true love!" I spat, tears of frustration welling up.
"Zara, stop it—"
"No! Why don’t you go back to her? She’s clearly who you want! She’s perfect, isn’t she and she has a son for you. You don’t care about . All you want is your contract. Just go and leave alone."
He tried to reach for again, but I pulled back, shaking my head in disbelief, kicking at him as I tried to stand. "I should’ve known better. I should’ve just—"
Before I could finish, his lips crashed into mine, silencing with a rough, possessive kiss.
His hands gripped my waist, and my initial reaction was to push him away, but I felt my body betray as I lted into the kiss. Anger, confusion, and sothing darker surged inside , swirling into a ss of emotion.
"Shhh," he whispered against my lips, his forehead pressing against mine, "you’re going to wake the entire house."
But it was already too late. Between his earlier reckless driving and my outburst, the house wasn’t asleep anymore.
Just as we broke apart, a soft voice cut through the tension. "Isn’t this just a lovely scene," Aira’s voice echoed from the end of the hall, her tone playful, though laced with an edge, "dearest brother?"
I froze, my heart hamring in my chest as Snow turned, pulling flush against his chest.
There she was, sitting in her wheelchair with little Storm nestled in her lap, his tiny arms wrapped around her, the chauffeur standing behind them, a knowing look in his eyes.
"Brother?" I blinked, the word felt strange in my mind as I tried to make sense of it. "What do you an, ’brother’?"
Snow glanced at , a small smirk tugging at his lips. "That’s what I was trying to tell you, Zara."
"No... No, that can’t be right," I muttered, shaking my head, and struggling to process the revelation. "Storm calls you Dad. He always calls you—"
"Yes," Snow sighed, rubbing the back of his neck. "But that’s because I raised him when Aira was sick. He was still a baby, and when she recovered, it just stuck. I never corrected him."
My legs wobbled beneath as confusion swept over . I stared at the three of them—Storm, Aira, Snow—trying to find the truth in their eyes.
That’s when it hit . The resemblance, the similar blue eyes, the only difference was the dark hair, it was all there. I never gave Aira a proper look when I first t her and since then... oh well.
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