Asad’s P.O.V
"f**k, oh man!" I said, stretching as I yawned.
"s**t, is she gone?" I asked, looking around to see my fling had left.
I had thrown an after party after a wild event the previous night, which ended in me sleeping with a tall, hot brunette. After having had a decent amount of vodka, I woke up somewhat tired but not hungover. At the age of thirty-three, my body could not handle alcohol as well. However, the previous night I had just enough to drink to have fun but not have any hangovers.
"Yeah, she left," I said to myself.
I also had to manage my looks. Standing at almost six feet, I had a muscular and athletic body. My hair was black, eyes brown, jaw chiseled with a light stubble and abs. Born to immigrants from India, I had the exotic good looks of a Bollywood actor. My s
