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The women far outnumbered the men, and most of them were dancing together with wild abandon, their bodies pressed tightly up against each other as they lost themselves to the rhythm. Shots were downed in rapid succession, while laughter and flirtatious banter filled the air. It was a decadent playground, and it felt like home.
I scanned the room for Remi, finally spotting her near the bar, looking a bit taken aback by the scene before her. She seemed out of place among the scantily clad women that postured for attention and the guys who eagerly lapped up their sexual antics.
“Ghost!” a voice called to me, drawing my gaze to a pair of barely dressed women who approached me with sultry smiles. “Come play with us,” one of them purred, running a hand down my chest as she eyed me with a blatant invitation.
“Maybe later, ladies,” I replied, attempting to sidestep them and make my way to Remi. But they persisted, clinging to my arms and whispering naughty suggestions into my ear, their words dripping with lust and indecent proposals. With a sigh, I resigned myself to the fact that it would take some time to extricate myself from their grasp.
When I finally managed to escape the clutches of my overzealous fans, I made my way to Remi, studying her more intently as I approached. She was even more beautiful up close — her long, silky dark hair cascading over her shoulders, framing an oval face with feminine features, the most striking of which was her dark brown eyes accentuated by long, sooty lashes. Her pretty pink lips begged to be tasted.
But it was her body that truly captivated me. She wasn’t the stick-thin model type I was used to encountering; she had lush curves, a goddess among mortals. My eyes roamed over her form appreciatively, and I couldn’t help but imagine the way those curves would feel pressed against me.
“Enjoying the party?” I asked as I finally reached her side, leaning against the bar casually.
“Uh, yeah,” she replied, her eyes darting around the room again. “It’s definitely ... something.”
“Welcome to our world,” I said with a grin. “I hope you can keep up.”
She arched an eyebrow, her eyes finally meeting mine. “Is that a challenge?”
“Maybe,” I replied, smirking. “I just think it’s important for you to know what you’re getting into. We’re not all glitz and glamour. I’m not going to sugarcoat it, Remi. There’s a dark and gritty side to rock and roll.”
“Trust me, I know,” she said, rolling her eyes. “I’ve been covering entertainment for years. But I have to admit, you guys take hedonism to a whole new level.”
I choked back a laugh, not wanting to make her feel like I was mocking her. “Hedonism? You think this is hedonism? You haven’t seen anything yet.” I lifted my glass to her in a mock toast before taking a sip, never breaking eye contact. My attraction to her was undeniable, and I wanted her to feel it, too.
“Anyway, I’m really looking forward to interviewing you,” she continued, her cheeks flushing slightly under my gaze. “Your songwriting is incredible, and I’d love to get a better understanding of your creative process.”
She was either earnest and eager, or she was playing me as she tried to reel me in. “Ah, so you want to dig deep, huh?” I played along, leaning in closer. “Well, I promise to be an open book for you, Remi.”
“Really?” Skepticism laced her voice. “Because from what I’ve heard, you’re anything but.”
“Everyone has their secrets,” I admitted with a shrug. Then, I turned the full power of my smile on her. “But if there’s anyone who can crack the mystery, I’m sure it’s you.”
I could sense her reluctance, maybe even a touch of shyness, but I also knew she couldn’t deny the chemistry between us. It was electric, and I was determined to explore it further.
“Only time will tell, Ghost,” Remi finally said, her lips curling into a smile. “But I won’t let you off easy.”
Smirking, I replied, “I wouldn’t expect anything less. Shall we start now?” I stepped closer to her and ran my finger lightly down her arm, feeling a thrill as she shivered at my touch. “I’m sure there’s a lot you’d like to learn about me.”
My attention was suddenly pulled away from Remi as a group of overeager fans swarmed us. I could see the disappointment in her eyes, but the reality of my life was never far away. I tried to divide my attention between Remi and the groupies, but it was impossible to ignore their persistence.
“Ghost, can we get a picture with you?” one of the women asked, her hand already on my arm.
“Of course,” I said with a tight smile, trying to maintain some semblance of politeness. As I posed for photos, I glanced over at Remi, feeling a pang of guilt, but when I saw her scowling at me, something in me rebelled. I hadn’t done anything wrong, but it was like she’d passed judgment on me and found me lacking. And I didn’t like it.
Sure, one of the girls had gotten a bit handsy and was fondling my dick through my pants. Was I supposed to make a big scene about it? Fuck, no. In fact, it felt good. I downed the rest of my drink in one gulp. Maybe I wanted to prove that I could have anyone I wanted, or maybe I just wanted to make Remi jealous. She was a little too uptight for me, anyway.
Whatever the fuck it was, I allowed another woman to pull me into a dark corner of the room, knowing full well what she was offering.
“God, I’ve been dying to do this,” she whispered breathlessly as she dropped to her knees, eagerly unzipping my pants. My cock was instantly hard as I thought about Remi’s plump lips wrapped around me instead of this girl’s. I tried to remain casual, but fuck, it felt good getting my cock sucked while Remi watched, not able to conceal her wide-eyed shock.
Our eyes met across the room and then she turned away, embarrassment and anger evident on her face. She was definitely different from most of the girls I knew, but I didn’t actually want to piss her off. She was with the media, after all. I didn’t give a shit if she reported about my partying lifestyle, but there were things in my past that I’d rather have left alone. It was best to stay on her good side.
Once the deed was done, I quickly fixed my pants and sought out Remi, determined to patch over any hurt feelings or embarrassment I’d caused her, for my own good. Any way she presently judged me was fine. I just didn’t want my past dredged up for public consumption.
She’d retreated to the other side of the room where she was talking with Trudy, her back to me. I grabbed a fresh drink and then sidled up to them. Trudy gave me a warning glare and then strategically excused herself. I’m sure she thought it was in our best interest if I made nice with the reporter.
I gave Remi a sly smile. “Where were we? Sorry about that, I got side-tracked.”
