~Kelly’s POV~

I woke up to a lovely cup of coffee made by my maid, Katarina. She makes the best coffee. But I hate her. I hate everything about her, and she knows it. At least I don’t get to hide my hatred for her. She has all the ass in the right places. Every male friend I bring to this house praises her for having a nice body. They lust over her, not me. I mean, she has no money, and she gets to get all the praise for having a great body. If anything, she is eating my food to grow that ass. Yep, I said, but why?...