Mark's POV
I laid lazily on the bed snoring, when I felt a splash of water on my face causing me to jump up in fright.
I scrubbed my eyes with my hand and looked up to see my stepmom holding a cup of water with a smirk on her face.
"What the heck was that?" I half yelled, staring at her with fury.
"This is past nine and you're still sleeping. If you are no longer interested in working at your dad's company, then you should at least help the maids in the kitchen" She rolled her eyes.
" What? Who are you comparing to a maid? " I exclaimed.
" You, of course"
" How dare you? " I yelled and angrily charged at her.
She flinched back in fear. " Why? What are you going to do? Have you forgotten what your dad will do to you, if you dare to hurt me?" She stuttered.
And I stopped abruptly.
