Bye, My Irresistible Love

Caroline’s POV:

 I furtively scanned the crowd for Charles, but I couldn’t see him anywhere.

My hesitation lasted for seconds before I gave in and finally answered the call.

"Hello."

No one answered.

Heavy breathing was the only thing I heard, the sound ensnaring my senses in its trap.

Thousands of words welled up in my heart.

In the end, all I asked was, "Charles, what can I do for you?"

"Sorry, wrong number."

The asinine reply was all I got after several seconds of silence.

Disappointed, I muttered, "In that case, bye."

"Bye," he answered.

For a small eternity, I waited with bated breath for him to say something, but when I realized he had no intention of speaking, I hung up and walked out of the banquet hall.

I was so lost in my jumbled thoughts that I failed to watch where I was going and bumped into a waiter who happened to be carrying several glasses of wine.

The tray in his hand fell and all the glasses of wine toppled over, drenching my dress.

"I’m sorry, Miss.Are you okay?" the waiter asked anxiously.

"I am fine." I replied quickly, quelling his stream of apologies.

My cheeks heated with embarrassment as I accepted a tissue from him and began wiping the wine stain.

The commotion we made drew Simon’s attention.

He excused himself from the group he was in and hurried over to me.

"Are you hurt?" he asked with concern..

"No, it’s just that my dress is stained.I have a spare one. Don’t worry."

The waiter then led me into a room I could change in after I fetched my spare dress in the car.

The room was awash in darkness and I was unable to find the light switch anywhere.

With a soft click, the door closed behind me and I abandoned my search for the light switch in favor of getting out of my wet dress.

Just then, there was a slight rustling sound from somewhere behind me.

Was there anyone else in this room? Lips pursing, I turned around slowly with a frown, but I couldn’t see anything.

However, I had definitely heard a sound that could only have been made by another human.

"Who is there?" I asked cautiously

 There was no verbal answer to my question, but I was able to make out the shape of a man smoking a cigarette on the sofa in the corner.

The cigarette burn was bright in the darkness.I nearly smacked myself in the head for my carelessness.

In my haste to get out of the dress, I hadn’t bothered to make sure the room was empty before disrobing.

silent and

eyes had gotten used to the darkness of the room and the

habit, I squinted until my eyes had

on the

initial thought was that it was some

man smoking in the dark turned out to be none other

clouds of smoke he puffed up, Charles stared back at

impossible to put to words the myriad of thoughts flashing through our

smoke from Charles’

broke the

"Are you not cold?"

and that was when I realized that I was standing in

and I hastily grabbed at the rest of my

I scanned the room and couldn’t find even a cubicle

I had no choice

for a while and

tense silence, he stood up and went

reflected starkly on

stood still, his

a while, I did nothing but stare at him, lost in my

I was able to snap out of it and returned my attention to

as possible, I changed from my wet dress

embarrassing episodes were not over

new dress was strapless and was meant to be laced up on the

such a way that the person wearing the dress would need someone else to lace them

predicament I discovered only after I

now, I was stuck in a dilemma.I couldn’t go out half naked, but I didn’t have anyone I could

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shook my head

Charles ignored my

and walked towards me.His long legs ate up the distance between us

do nothing but stare up at

room was well lit and

to me and his body loomed

breaths intertwined and each time I inhaled, I breathed in the scent

a very

around," Charles ordered

do was blink up at

took matters into his own hands and

over my shoulder so he could have

swept over my skin, and the heat made

turned away from his touch but he held both of

me against the wall and dragged both of my hands

flush against the wall and

made me feel nervous.I struggled to get free but Charles wouldn’t

"Do you feel good?"

and I shivered.His voice was hoarse and deep, and I could tell just from

marred my face as I

go of my hands and

as Charles’ hand encircled

made my legs

face flamed a deep red and I couldn’t help but shout,

anything else, so I could only call his name again

my chin, using his hold on me