Zara

“How dare you!" Myra barged into his cabin without knocking.

Three heads snapped in her direction. Along with Abram, there was Shane and one more senior of hers who was sitting around in deep talk.

“You guys carry on, for now. I’ll get back to you later," he waved at them.

Before leaving, Shane gave a questioning look to Myra, who chose to ignore.

“Next time, don’t forget to knock on the door," Abram said coolly.

“To hell with you and your order. How dare you tattoo your name on me?!" she said while banging her hand on his desk.

“I told you to change your dress, or you will not like what happens next. See, now you can’t blame me. I gave a fair share of warning," Abram smirked while leaning back in his chair.

“Who are you to tell me what I should do or shouldn’t do?” Myra said while glaring at him.

“As per law, I am still your husband, and I can tell you what’s right and what’s wrong," he said while standing from