Khloe's POV
All through the drive home, I had managed to hold back the anger that was running through my veins.
Nevian's sudden interruption and then pulling me out of the restaurant was the height of it.
The more I thought about it, the more furious I became that I was literally losing my head but somehow, I managed to hold back.
Immediately we got in, he wanted to head for the stairs when I appeared in front of him, my hands crossed on my chest and my whole gaze fixated on him.
"And what was the meaning of that?" I yelled, maintaining a steady gaze with him.
"You're furious." His tone sounded mild, making me feel like he was making fun of me.
And of course he was making fun of me.
"What exactly do you want from me? Was it a crime that I accepted to sign the contract?" I cried in despair.
