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 continued smoking, but

had gotten used to the darkness of the room and the sudden brightness blinded me for a

until my eyes had once again adjusted to

turned to the figure on

it was

dark turned out to be none other than Charles.I continued staring at

the clouds of smoke he puffed up, Charles stared back at

to put to words the myriad of thoughts flashing through our

from Charles’ cigarette filled

broke the

"Are you not cold?"

was when I realized that I was standing in front of

hastily grabbed at the rest of my dress, trying

couldn’t find even

Eventually, I had no choice but to turn to Charles

He said nothing for a while and

silence, he stood up and

reflected starkly on his

still,

a while, I did nothing but stare at him,

it and

as possible, I changed from my

my bout of embarrassing episodes were

and was meant to be laced

dress was designed in such a way that the person wearing the dress would need someone else to lace

discovered only after I

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

you need any

and seductive baritone purred from behind

my head

ignored my refusal

out the cigarette and walked towards me.His long legs ate up the distance between us in a few

nothing but stare up at

was well lit and nothing was in

stalked closer to me and his body loomed over

intertwined and each time I inhaled, I

air was a very alluring

Charles

could do was blink

his own hands

gathered my hair and pushed it over my shoulder so he could

swept over my skin, and the

touch but he held

pushed me against the wall and dragged both of my hands above

flush against the wall

trapped in this position made me feel nervous.I struggled

"Do you feel good?"

was hoarse and deep, and I could tell

face as I

go of my hands and

even more intimate as Charles’ hand encircled my

of 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

my chin, using his hold on me