Strange Addiction

Chapter 22

“Kura.”

Nile’s call didn’t stop me from walking away. Until he grabbed my arm and pulled me towards him. My shoulder bumped against his chest at the force.

“Where are you going?” He asked with knitted brows.

I glared at him unintentionally. “Nile, not now. I’m not in the mood.” He looked offended but he scowled nonetheless.

“Really? Is it because of that man? What is he to you? I saw you two, Kura. I know that man is more than just an acquaintance.” He was shaking my arm as he floodied me with questions. His grip started to hurt and I started to shake him off but he wouldn’t let me go.

His eyes glared, teeth gritting in towering rage.

“Will you fucking let me go?” He did release me with extreme effort on my part. “Why don’t you hang out with your women instead? After all, we’re just a toy for you.”

He stiffened. My words took him off guard.

“What the fuck are you talking about?” He exclaimed.

I couldn’t even retort because a woman’s voice called his attention. When we both turned to her, it was not the same woman who had clung to him not a moment ago. The only thing similar to them was they’re both beautiful.

When she called Nile, her eyes lit up in joy. She walked towards us in an alluring manner.

I clenched my fists, resisting my fury. So I left and didn’t stick around. I didn’t dare look. I walked out of the ballroom in rage.

Why can’t this night be just a simple celebration? Didn’t I do a great job on my work? And this is the fuck I got for working so hard?

Why now? Why?

The thought of Nixon made my heart ache. The thought of Nile… I thought I’m never gonna be this mad… this hatred for a man.

“Kura?” I heard Belle’s voice behind me. Her footsteps got louder as she reached to my side. “I thought you already quit with that.”

She pointed towards the bottle of champagne and the cigar I was holding between my fingers. It was the second round this night.

I don’t know what time it is that Belle went out to look for me. I just know that it felt like hours sitting here. I ordered the champagne from the bar inside the hotel and bought a few cigars.

I went out and took a walk in the courtyard. When I saw a bench, I allowed myself to sit and since then I forgot the time. I realized I needed this cold air outside to wake me up from this dream.

The moon and the clouds must be laughing at my predicament.

“I looked for you everywhere. You didn’t even answer my call.” I realized I didn’t answer her the first time she talked to me. “I told Quinn that you went out for a walk so she won’t get worried. I guess I was right.”

I inhaled deeply.

“What’s wrong, Kura?” She must have noticed my teary eyes.

“Sometimes…” I breathed. “You know, I can’t seem to choose which night is the worst night of my life.” My voice was shaky while trying so hard to resist a sob.

“What happened, Kura?” Her concern elevated when she heard the tone of my voice.

“Nixon and I talked.” There was a long pause before I continued. Belle patiently waited for my story. “His parents didn’t like me, Belle. He had to leave me so he could freely come back to me.”