Kiera turned off the recording on her phone.
The confrontation with Katarina left a disgusting taste in her mouth.
Kiera had worked with women like her, women who wielded their power and treated everyone else as slaves that should be begging to cater to their every beck and call. She used to bow her head and fade into the background around those women, thinking one day she'll be good enough to look them in the eye. But with this new life she realized she needed to value her self first before anyone else could respect her.
She'll give as much as she got. She'll never just stand still to be slapped and mocked.
If that bitch wanted war, then she'll get it. Kiera was no longer as powerless as she used to. She will fight for her resources and she will damn well win.
