122 Chapter 122: Fuck Off Your Dirty Hands On My Body (1/2)

In his drunken state, Ken yanked the menu from Khloe's hands, ”That's easy, just order some abalones, Australian lobsters or some French foie gras…”

Khloe frowned; who the hell was Ken to butt into Aiden and her relationship? She wanted to step on Ken's foot heavily, but just her lock, her foot landed directly on Aiden's foot.

”Ouch!” The jarring pain made Aiden loosen the glass from his grip, causing it to shatter on the ground.

”Oh, my God! Aiden, I'm so sorry.” Khloe immediately sat up and grabbed some tissues trying to absorb the water from his clothes. It was all because of this loser, Ken! If he had not appeared out of the blue, she would have been with Aiden by now!

Ken's attention was on the menu still. He pointed at the lobster, wanting to order more, but Khloe and Aiden were absent when he looked up.

”Where are they?” Ken looked around and discovered the door of the bathroom was open. In the bathroom, Khloe was cleaning up the water stains that had accidentally sprayed on her clothing. She glared at Ken in the mirror, ”You idiot! I don't want to see you anymore! Get out of here now!”

Ken ignored what Khloe was saying as his eyes were fixated on her legs. He had never noticed Khloe's body before. Her legs were smooth, pale, and seemed to go on for miles. Trailing his eyes up, Ken noticed Khloe was wearing a tube top, which revealed her toned stomach and belly button piercing.

”Ughh...” Ken groaned out loud; piercings had always turned him on.

”Why are you babbling?” Khloe muttered, not noticing that Ken was walking closer to her inside the bathroom. Without warning, Ken hugged Khloe's body from behind, pushing Khloe towards the sink. Ken breathed in her scent of freesias and musk, ”Hmm…Khloe, your body, smells so good...”

”What the fuck are you doing? Fuck off! Let me go!” Khloe panicked and yelled loudly, trying to shrug his firm grasp. Despite struggling vigorously, Khloe could not get out of Ken's stubborn arms.

”Fuck your dirty hands off my body!”

Again, Khloe's yells were ignored by Ken.

”Khloe, your body's so soft…” Ken's hot breath fell on Khloe's neck. With just a layer of clothing between them, Ken's body was on fire. It had been too long since he had fucked someone, and Khloe was too alluring for a drunk Ken.

”You're insane! Let me go right now, and I won't tell anyone! Otherwise, I'll make you pay you fucker!” Khloe's threat sounded like a mosquito's buzz to Ken. The alcohol had taken control of his body; his lower half of the body was not in control.

Ken tightened his embrace and thrust his penis into Khloe's ass. The feeling of rubbing up against Khloe almost made him explode right there.

”Kylie, I didn't make it to you last time. But now I've got you. You won't be able to run away this time.” Ken mumbled blearily and started to undress Khloe's clothes.

”What the fuck are you talking about? I'm not Kylie Finch! I'm not! I'm Khloe Finch, open your Goddamn eyes!” Khloe fought back fiercely.