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.

corner stayed silent and continued smoking, but suddenly the

of the room

habit, I squinted until my eyes had

on the sofa and I was left speechless

it was some playboy but I

man smoking in the dark turned out to be none other than Charles.I continued staring at

of smoke he puffed up, Charles stared back at

words the myriad

from Charles’ cigarette filled

broke

"Are you not cold?"

back to attention and that was when I realized that I was standing in front of

I hastily grabbed at the rest of my

couldn’t find even a cubicle I

I had no choice

turn around." He said nothing for a

a few seconds of tense silence, he stood up and went out

starkly on

stood still, his back

nothing but stare at him, lost in my

to snap out of it and

changed from my wet dress

bout of embarrassing episodes were not over

was meant to be laced up

way that the person wearing the dress would need someone else to

discovered only after

in a dilemma.I couldn’t go out half naked, but I didn’t have anyone I could ask for

you need

seductive baritone purred from behind

my

ignored my refusal of his

out the cigarette and walked towards me.His long legs ate up

but stare up

and nothing

Charles stalked closer to me and his body loomed over me, his shadow blocking out the

each

air was a very alluring and

around," Charles

all I could do

into his own hands

pushed it over my shoulder so he could have a clear view of my

swept over my skin, and the heat

from his touch but he held both of

and dragged

was flush against the wall and Charles’ body heat

position made me feel nervous.I struggled to get free but Charles

"Do you feel good?"

voice was hoarse and deep, and I could tell just from the tenor

frown marred my face as I cocked

go of my hands and

intimate as Charles’ hand encircled my lower

palm made my legs

a deep red and I couldn’t help

so I could only call his name again

on me to stop my flow