All Chapters of I know what you taste like : Chapter 181 - Chapter 190

ASHER * * I sat at the poolside lost in so much thought. What does Timothy's mother know? and how do I get her to talk? she's clearly push me out already, coming back will just make me look like a nuisance. My phone rang dragging me out of my thoughts, it was Sebastian, I picked it up. "Hey", I said. "What are you doing all alone there?", he asked. I looked up and saw him at his window looking at me. I smiled. "Just tryna process things", I said. "Come here", he said in the exact calm soothing voice I needed to hear. I cut the call and stood up and went Into the house and to his room. My face broke into a smile the very moment I saw him, that's how he makes me feel. He was shirtless, he just had a grey sweat pant on and some socks. He bided me to come into his arms. I did. "What's wrong?", he asked stroking my hair. "I think Timothy's mother knows what happened to my brother", I said. "How? Timothy didn't say anything about it". "We asked her about it and she started

He didn't kiss me immediately, he took three seconds to process before he kissed me back. He was taller than me a little. But I didn't care, I pinned him on the door. My hands went to his shirt and took it off. I pulled him to the bed. I pinned his both hands above his head and sat on him, kissing him everywhere. From his lips to his neck to his chest to his tummy and everywhere. "Sebastian, yo man where are you?" What the fuck, Timothy? Asher got up and got into the bathroom. "I'm here", I said throwing the sheets over my body. Timothy then opened the door. "Hey man what you doing? I thought you said you were going for a party?", I asked trying hard to act normal. But u can't cuz I'm fully erected under this sheet. "Yeah they cancelled, decided to head home, why are you looking like that?". ", Like what?". "What were you doing before I came in?", he asked. "I was...I was uhm... I was masturbating". His face turned into pure disgust, "Eww man I did not have to hear here,

By the time we got to the hospital, they've already admitted him. My mom was in the Lobby crying. I ran to hold her. "Mon relax, he's going to be fine". She didn't listen, she just kept on crying and we had to keep comforting her and after a while she stopped and stayed in my arms sobbing. The doctor came out some minutes later. "Please I'd like to see you all in my office", The doctor said. We owned two hospitals. The one we built ourselves and the one we owned in wing in. The one my dad use to come for medications for was the other one. We went to his office. "Mr Greenwood is stable, he just had a partial stroke but he'll be fine. But there's something we're discovering, something we never knew, we don't know if you knew about it", he said. "What's that?", I asked. "Mr Greenwood has Cancer, Leukemia to be very specific ". I looked at my mom, she had no shock on her face. Just sadness. "Mom, did you hear that? he said Dad has Cancer ". She nodded slowly, "I already knew "

I don't know how long I stayed in the shower, but it was long enough for Asher to get worried and check up on me if I was okay. The realization was just hitting me, I'm the first born and I'm the one to start taking responsibilities, and if my Dad died, I'm fucken responsible for everything. No wonder Dad's stressing over everything. I'm not ready for any of that shit . I'm not at all. I got out of the bathroom and got dressed. I got out a while later and strolled downstairs. Asher was waiting for me downstairs. "I made breakfast, told the cook I'd handle it". "It's fine I'm not hungry, let's go". He shook his head, " You haven't eaten in more than 24 hours and I can't let you stay any longer, just eat something, please". I sighed and sat down, I ate a slice of pancake and then some bacon. I had zero appetite. I was just forcing myself to do this. I stood up, "Let's go", I said. He pulled me back and then hugged me. My body suddenly relaxed and I hugged him b

ASHER * * The past couple of weeks have been... terrible, that's the word. Things haven't been going the way they should. It's been toxic heat, anger, sadness, depression, everything. Sebastian is struggling, you know he is cuz he's been drinking, he hasn't been going to work, he's been talking about working from home but we all know he's not. He barely talks to me.... to anyone in general and I understand that he's struggling and it's worse that I can't even help. My entire personal life has been on hold, couldn't ask Timothy about his mother cuz he's basically the one running the company now. Sebastian asked me to go to the office and get some papers from Timothy that he had to sign, on my way out I saw Veronica. "Hey, how's everything going?", she asked sounding surprisingly concerned. "It's terrible obviously", I said trying to walk away but she stopped me. "I'm not talking about them I'm talking about you ". "What are you saying?". "Asher your mom died, I w