CHAPTER TWENTY ONE

KHLOE’S POV

First it was Jasmine, and now it is some white-haired random girl. What is wrong with Felix? Why can’t he just wait till the damn contract is over?

“Men and anything underneath a skirt, they can do anything to get there” I said as I sat near the pool. I was feeling hot.

“You shouldn’t be anywhere near the pool” he said to me as he came closer. I was silent.

“I didn’t know you drew like that”, Felix said.

“Is there a problem with that?” I asked him. He chuckled for a moment.

“You revealed to the world that you are an artist!” he yelled as he bent closer to the pool.

“Felix Bank’s wife is an artist, huh?” he said, slamming the water.

“At least they don’t see me as a stripper”, I slammed Felix in the face as I went away from him into my room. I pretended that I didn’t see him kissing a random girl, it was better to keep it that way.

FELIX’S POV

In a five-star room in an expensive hotel. The room, adorned with exquisite décor and a warm glow, over the table was a food banque