My Strange Addiction

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LILY GREENE

Being a culinarian was interesting but at the same time, it was exhausting. I loved it though, I got to do what I loved to do and I got paid for doing it. I heard that last Friday, the man that owns this restaurant came to eat here with his business partners and luckily enough, I made one of my famous foreign dishes as the special for the day.

It was uncommon for the boss of the bosses to dine at this restaurant and so when I heard he was coming, I was so excited that I put my best into making sure that the food was not only just presentable but very tasty.

I heard from Steph that he even asked about me and while I was extremely flattered, I sobered up quickly as I remembered that I had a fiancé who was very possessive. I knew I wasn't doing anything wrong because for Christ's sake, I didn't even know how he looked like but I still felt guilty for just thinking about him. I could've just checked google for him besides, I knew his name, but I felt guilty doing that as well.

I had no feelings for my fiancé and as much as I tried to, I hated the idea of him touching me. When he kissed me, I felt repulsed and when he hugged me, it was anything but comfortable or comforting. I was no ingrate though, he saved me and looked after me while I was in comatose state and he was a very nice person.

A little over six years ago, I was involved in an accident that left me in coma for a year and vegetative state for two more years. When I finally came to be, I was told that I was temporarily paralyzed because I hadn't used my legs or hands for a long time. I was in physiotherapy for a year and when I became normal again I heard how much my fiancé's family had spent on my medical bills and how they were now I debt because of it.

There wasn't much I could do because he told me that I only had a high school degree however, I wasn't going to turn my back on them now that they needed me. I worked as a stripper in a club in California where we were based and during the day, I worked in a bookstore. The pay was small but after doing it for almost two years with other petty jobs when opportunity presented itself, the money I generated inclusive of what Geoffrey Carson, my fiancé, earned was enough to pay all our debts.

I couldn't remember a time when I didn't enjoy cooking and although I had no degree in cookery the meals I made were always mind blowing. It was a shock to me when Geoffrey came home with a huge smile on his face with a newspaper in his grasp asking me to read the highlighted part.

It said that Mr. Greyson Corner, who had recently opened a restaurant in New York was looking for someone to fit the position of a culinarian. I got a headache when I saw his name and I actually fainted much to my surprise. Geoffrey was still by my side when I woke up and I felt happy and sad at the same time.

Happy that I had such an amazing man by my side and sad because I had no feelings for this amazing man.

Anyhoo, he leaned in, kissed me on the lips and told me the best thing I had heard since I woke up.

'The best part of that highlight was that is that you don't need to have a degree to get this job, you just have to appease them with a meal of yours. It's like chopped only that you bring whatever ingredient you want and make whatever you want! The winner gets the job.'

I was so elated I spent all my time thinking of the perfect dish to make for whoever the judges would be. I finally decided to make Nigerian fried rice for them. Honestly, I had no idea how I knew all these foreign meals or how I knew how to make them but somehow I just remember the meal and how it's cooked. I remembered having so much fun cooking with someone when I was younger but I couldn't remember who. Geoffrey said I learnt how to cook from my mother and that she passed on in that accident that I survived and her body was buried in New York because she was from there. I never got to see her stone but I actually felt bad that I lost my mum even though I didn't know her.

We (Geoffrey, his mother and I) spent almost 48 hours moving from California to New York because we couldn't afford a plane. We settled in an apartment close to the restaurant and I was happy because it seemed like he had more faith in me than I did, myself. I had no idea what Geoffrey did for a living but he assured me that the change of location wouldn't affect his work.

The day of the interview by food came and went and three days later, I was called to start work the succeeding Monday and that was how I got the job. I have been working here for almost two months and the pay is extremely amazing. I continued strip dancing even though I didn't need to but that was because I loved doing it. It was what I loved the most after cooking.

You must be in confusion right now since I just said that my fiancé is a very jealous person but remember I also said that he is a very nice person. He is very understanding and he trusts me a lot and that's why I didn't want to do anything to break that trust. That's why I feel bad when I think about Mr. Greyson, how he could possibly look or how he happen to be so amazing at making all the girls who know of his physique drool.

I think my desire to really know him stemmed from when I heard the girls talking about his looks, they claim his eyes are dreamy blue, his hair is the darkest black possible, his lips are the best looking. I also heard Steph say that his junior person was not only huge but that he knew how to use it so well, you'd feel him in between your legs for days.

I knew I never had sex with Geoffrey but I also felt it in my guts that I wasn't a virgin. I felt bad that I couldn't remember who I gave my virginity to or any of the boys that had dicked me. Oh well, I guess it really didn't matter.

Geoffrey and I had tried several times to make love but it always ended with me puking my guts out. The first time, he thought I was sick. The second, he was upset thinking that he irritated me. The third to fifth, he got so angry he left the house and came back the next day smelling like cheap feminine perfume.

That was most likely the worst part of our relationship because I couldn't bring myself to trust him again and he had to try a lot to win back my trust. He never tried to have sex with me again after that time and honestly, I was glad. Even though I hated him at that point, I still couldn't leave him because I felt indebted to him and luckily enough, we saw through that rough patch.

Today was Saturday and I had to come in pretty early to start my daily activities in the kitchen. I already knew what I wanted to make for today's special but I wondered if the necessary ingredients had been brought in yesterday and stocked in preparations for today.

As I reached the door and pulled it open, I saw that the cleaners were already at work. The doorman was walking towards me in his uniform and I could make my guess that he was just in the staff changing room getting dressed. I liked the people I worked with for this very reason, no one slacked. Everyone was always on their toes trying to make sure that they do their work to the absolute best of their abilities. They weren't tardy and as I could see, even by 5:30, they were all vigilant and agile enough to begin the day's work.

Speaking of 5:30, I was certain that we weren't open by this time yet and so I was very confused as to why there was a man -who certainly looked too expensive to be working here- sitting on a chair, his back to me. He seemed to be on a call and as much as guilt pricked me, I had to admit that this was a rare physique. His shoulders were very broad and his hair was black and perfectly styled. His voice was deep and melodious and I felt myself drowning in it.

"Morning Lily!" The doorman said when he actually noticed me and at the mention of my name, the strange fine man turned to me. Once I saw his face, the next thing I saw was black.

I guess this is what people meant when they said some people had knockout beauty because I was literally knocked out of consciousness.

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