Chapter 40: Contractual Realities
Mira’s voice was chilled this time. If you hadn’t seen her tear-streaked face, you would never have guessed she had been crying. The pain and disappointment in her tone made it even icier, the kind of cold that cuts deep. Maybe she had overestimated him—why was she acting like this? She never thought he was a virgin before. It wasn’t until James said something. But even then, James hadn’t explicitly told her. He just mentioned that Zamian had never been in a relationship before. That didn’t mean he hadn’t done other things, right?
Mira opened the car door to leave, but just as she was about to step out, Zamian grabbed her wrist firmly, stopping her in her tracks.
"F*ck the contract, Mira. Be yourself. Stop this."
Mira turned to face him, her expression unreadable. "I’m simply following the rules. Remember, we signed it," she replied coldly.
"F*ck it," Zamian muttered again, his voice more intense this time.
Mira’s eyes widened in surprise, stunned by his words. She spoke quietly, "And may I ask why you’re using the F word? Is it even legal for you to say that?"
Zamian’s eyes widened in shock, caught off guard by her response. His head snapped toward her, staring in disbelief. Was she joking? But she wasn’t. She was dead serious.
"If Mr. CEO acts this way, what kind of example are you setting for the younger generation?" Mira’s voice was as cold as ever, her words deliberate, cutting through the tension in the air.
Zamian blinked, his grip on her wrist loosening slightly as he processed her words. He wasn’t used to anyone questioning him like this, especially not Mira. She wasn’t yelling, she wasn’t pleading—she was calm, detached even, but her words hit him like a slap.