Chapter 6

As soon as Chloe’s party ended, I went straight home.

Unsurprisingly, Victor was already waiting for me on the living room sofa.

"You're back?"

"Yeah," I replied, kicking off my shoes.

To match my dress tonight, I had worn a pair of complicated lace-up stilettos.

Taking them off required untangling the straps, which was a hassle. Losing patience, I tried to rip them off.

Victor walked over, knelt down in front of me, and gently untangled the straps for me.

Looking down at his handsome face, I sighed. He knew me too well. He knew exactly how to make my heart soften.

The shoes finally came off.

I stood up to go wash my face.

But Victor wrapped his arms around me from behind, pulling me tight against his chest.

"Charlotte, there's nothing going on between us."

"She moved back to LA last month and got a job at Franklin Realty. I swear, I had absolutely no idea."

"I only found out today when Johnson texted me saying some clients were harassing her at a dinner."

"She’s an employee under my company, and it happened during a business deal. I couldn't just stand by and do nothing."

"If it bothers you, I'll fire her tomorrow."

He sounded like a protective, overbearing alpha.

I couldn't help but chuckle.

"Alright, why fire her? She didn't make any mistakes at work, and she was trying hard to close a deal for the company."

I placed my hand over his, patting it gently.

"I trust you. It's a small issue, and I'm not that petty."

Because I believed that anyone who could be stolen away was just trash.

And if he was trash, she could have him.

"I’m going to shower. It's been a long day, and I want to sleep early."

"Charlotte, let me join you."