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.

stayed silent and continued smoking, but suddenly the

eyes had gotten used to the darkness of the room and the sudden brightness blinded

habit, I squinted until my eyes had once again adjusted to

able to see properly, I turned to the figure on the sofa and

it was some playboy but I was

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

he puffed up, Charles stared back

was impossible to put to words the myriad of thoughts

Charles’ cigarette filled

broke the

"Are you not cold?"

snapped me back to attention and that was when I realized that I

flamed and I hastily grabbed at the rest of my dress, trying

I scanned the room and couldn’t find

no choice but to turn

for a while

tense silence, he

reflected starkly on

still, his back

while, I did nothing but stare at him,

and returned my attention to what I

I changed from my wet dress to my spare

my bout of embarrassing episodes

strapless and was meant to be laced up on the

such a way that the person wearing the dress would

only after I had

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

need any

baritone

my head in

my

towards me.His long legs ate up

do nothing but

well lit and nothing was in the

body loomed over me, his shadow blocking out the

so close that our breaths intertwined and each time I inhaled, I breathed

a

Charles

I could do was blink up at

his own hands and turned me around by

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

fingers swept over my skin, and

his touch but he held

wall and dragged both of my hands above my

wall and Charles’ body heat

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

"Do you feel good?"

ear and I shivered.His voice was hoarse and deep, and

marred my face as I cocked my head in

let go of my hands and turned me to

hand encircled my lower

his palm made my legs feel a

a deep red and I couldn’t

blank.I couldn’t think of anything else, so I could only call his

his hold on me