Chapter 23: his father

Khloe POV

After that little argument with Alex, I locked myself in my room. I was tired of trying to understand him. He was good at playing with my feelings and I always fall for his tricks.

I can't believe I let him fuck me. I am sure he doesn't feel any need for me now that he has gotten under my skirt.

"Stop overthinking, Khloe. You are just his secretary. He uses women, so don't think you are any different," I mumbled to myself then went into the bathroom to have a warm bath.

I filled the bathtub with warm water and dimmed the lights to red. Poured a sweet fragrance that formed a pink lather. Then I took a wine bottle that Fiona had brought for me in the morning.

Since I was going to be alone for a while, drinking and watching a movie in a bathtub would keep me company. It was very relaxing and comforting.

Once I was done with my bath preparation, I slipped my nightdress off and settled into the refreshing water.

"This is nice," I muttered with my eyes closed.

"It is," a male vo