His Addiction

Chapter 15 ✔

Jaxon's POV

I know I shouldn't be here, it's a wrong idea. I kept telling Marco but the lil fucker threatened to lock me in the car after deceiving me and bringing me here. He succeeded in getting me into this club that I don't even know it's name and then disappears, deserting me in the VIP section and telling me to have a good time.

I know why he is doing this, I haven't come out of my shell for the past five years now, I've been on self destruct mood ever since I kicked Regina out, I buried myself solely in work, I had quick fucks here and there but never anything serious. I became crankier and more irritable and I lashed out at any little thing and I basically had everyone around me walking on eggshells.

I depended on alcohol most nights when I couldn't find sleep and I never really took proper care of myself without the scolding and help of butler Humphreys and Marco. The company's doing well as well as the  hotels and restaurants.

Marco finally set up his own five star restaurant in which I'm a major investor and he later on opened up branches in Newyork as well. I left him in charge of the hotels and restaurants and so far he's been doing an amazing job, he's still my chef though because he can't leave cooking no matter how busy he is, it's his passion.

Everything has been going smoothly so far and I can't complain. My brother Jayden finally came back with my mom who I barely recognized as she had aged and shrunk very much due to her drug intake. After a few weeks of being home, they realized their mistakes and how gravely they hurt me and apologized to me.

I forgave them, after all they are my only family. Jayden got a job offer at a prestigious museum in Spain and took it, so now it's just my mom who is fully recovered and no longer an addict and I. She has tried to rekindle our mother and son relationship but it's already damaged and I was already affected with the issue of Regina, so I couldn't do much to help.

I order my favorite bottle of whisky and ask for a private strip show. Few minutes later, my drink is placed in front of me and I sip on it quietly as I'm lost in thought. I honestly don't know why Marco had asked me to come to Newyork when there wasn't any issues as regards to the hotels or restaurants.

He came down here a few months ago saying he had things to handle here then he called me to come down here too saying it was urgent. I arrived here a week ago and nothing seems to be the matter. And tonight he brings me to this club Hernandez or something.

The stripper on the pole catches my attention and I'll like to fuck her for the night if that's possible. I think eyeing her lustfully as I continue to sip my drink. I invite her to come over, she does so and I start touching her and she shoves me off, which is very insulting to my personality and I flip.

I start cussing and yelling at her and then I throw my cup on the wall in anger, I know I'm acting a bit out of character as I'm a little drunk, in my fit of anger and ranting I hear a soft but firm voice behind me and I turn utterly unprepared for what hit me.

I'm stunned, staring at the fully matured Regina in front of me, after all these time with the same surprise look on her face, I'm at loss of what to say, I never thought I was ever going to see her again. Then immediately she changes her look to one of indifference speaking rather coldly to me, I know I deserve that but I can't help the ache I feel in my chest.

I have to apologize to her, since the heavens has decided to bless me with a second chance with her. I apologize to her and what she says melts my heart and I can't help but notice how mature and womanly she has become. Her hips and ass are wider and bigger now, she has gotten thicker and more beautiful and she now wears makeup and does manicure and she has definitely now become more wittier.