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 f**k 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
