“Did you just hit me, Mira?” Mason said, holding his reddened cheek. His eyes were wide with shock. “Like…”

I didn’t let him finish his words before I slapped him again, hard. The sound echoed in the large office.

“You’re nothing without me, Mason,” I said, my voice dripping with cold anger. “I’m the brain behind your company, and without me…” I paused. My gaze met his. I looked into the very eyes I once admired so much. Looking at them now, all I felt was deep disgust. “You’re absolutely nothing.”

“Mira,” Mason called softly. He stepped closer, trying to use that smooth, sweet-talking voice that used to make my...