Chapter 137 Killian

• " Someone recorded Naomi and I having sex, Raymond. How the fuck did they do that? According to Lila, people at the office are already talking shit behind their boss's back and there's a low paid, desperate journalist, desperate for an audience and she's published a fucking article about my relationship with Naomi." I'm yelling and whispering.
• I really didn't want to think or talk about how frustrated I am, but this person, whoever they are, is playing a game with me and they're winning.
• " Oh, God. This is bad. What's Lila saying?"