Anastasia's POVI stood frozen, my hand pressed to my stinging cheek, unable to process what had just happened.The pain was sharp, radiating through my jaw, but it was nothing compared to the shock. My father had slapped me. My own father had raised his hand to me like I was a child to be disciplined.He walked back to the office, breathing heavily, his eyes wild with anger. His face was flushed, his fists clenched at his sides."You've always been ungrateful," he spat. "Your entire life, I've given you everything, and you've thrown it back in my face. You deserve worse than this."I stared at him, my shock slowly transforming into something else, it was something cold and hard. Cold fury."You shouldn't have come back here, Get out of my office," I said, my voice low and dangerous.He laughed. "I'm not leaving until you give me what I came for. The money, the support and everything I've asked for.""I said get out.""Or what? You'll call security?" He stepped closer, his eyes mockin
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