Chapter 85
Out of Control
(Zara’s POV)
Jay wasn’t able to do a thing to me.
My rules, my way.
Amara was still on my hit list and I wasn’t going to settle until she was destoryed. But this was also satisfying.
The high-backed leather chair felt like a throne beneath me as I surveyed the office, my domain. Amit’s business, now mine, hummed with the efficiency I had imposed. The staff knew better than to cross me, and those who did were swiftly dealt with. Everything was falling into place, just as I had planned.
Devan burst into the office, his face flushed with anger. “What the hell do you think you’re doing, Zara?” he shouted, slamming the door behind him.
I leaned back, a smirk playing on my lips. “Good morning to you too, Devan. How nice of you to drop by.”
“Don’t play games
