My Strange Addiction

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GREYSON ASHER CORNER

I glared at Jeremiah.

I had no idea what his issue with Lily Greene was!

"I honestly have no thoughts about Lily Greene, I haven't even thought about her since we left the restaurant a week ago. I honestly want you to stop bothering me about that."

He looked genuinely surprised – and hurt. "You didn't read my mail?"

"I told it was a coincidence. Stop chasing impossibilities, God damn it!"

"Uh... What's going on?" Of course no one understood what was going on between myself and Jer.

"We went to a restaurant and they served us Shan style rice with smoked fish and chicken and pea rinds, Asher doesn't seem to think that there is an issue with it." Jer looked me in the eye, daring me to lie or say something stupid.

"S-smoked fish and Chicken and pea rinds? Asher's mother is in Australia for Madame Rose's burial. She is, isn't she Ash?" when Kim spoke, I could feel the sadness in her voice. She might have agreed to stop chasing me but if Amora ever came back into my life, she wouldn't just sit back and watch.

"Yes Kim, my mother is in Australia right now and Amora is dead. She is fucking dead! Just fucking leave it alone!" I was so pissed at all of them I stood up and stormed out of the club. I knew Kim stood up to come after me but I could also hear Jay stop her and tell her to give me some space to myself. That was good, I didn't want to be around anyone right now. I went there so that they could get me in a good mood but they just had to make me feel worse.

I left the club and went to another club to actually drink till I become too numb to recognize anything. I didn't even go to the gallery, I went to the general bar and asked the bar tender to pour me something very strong. I must have downed several bottles more than I could handle because despite me being a very strong drinker, I felt a little tipsy. I saw a black haired woman walk up to me with a seductive smile.

I have no idea if I was just drunk of if she really was as sexy as she looked to me right now. I watched her pick my drink and take a sip while making sure her tongue showed a little. She must have taken my silence as a go ahead because the next thing I felt was her hand on my crotch and fuck was it painfully hard.

"Do you want to see what an executive room looks like?" I asked the girl.

"Usually, names are exchanged first."

"I don't want to know your name but I know that you know my name. It's the reason you came to me in the first place, isn't it?"

"As cocky as you are, I still want you."

"Good, let's get the fuck out of here then."

I managed to stand up without stumbling. I asked the bartender for the gold key which was literally gold. It was the most exclusive room in the club but women of different status had gone in there. I didn't have a particular type, I just liked women as they came. Asian, African, American, slim, fat, light skinned, dark, I just didn't give a fuck about it.

When we got to the room, i didn't even get to finish locking the door before the woman turned me and latched onto my lips. I hated kissing women, it was so personal and so I tried my best to avoid kissing as much as I could without being obvious.

"Fuck me, please."

"Gladly."

I tried taking off her dress but the dress was so complicated I tore it off right from the middle. "What am I going to wear come tomorrow?" her voice was husky and lust was super evident in it.