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

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

squinted until my eyes had once again adjusted to the

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

was that it was some

to be none other

clouds of smoke he puffed up, Charles stared back

to words the myriad of thoughts

from Charles’

broke

"Are you not cold?"

snapped me back to attention and that was when I realized

the rest of my dress, trying

the room and couldn’t find even a cubicle I could change

no choice but to turn to

turn around." He said nothing for a while and simply stared

he

starkly

still, his back

did nothing but stare at him, lost

and returned my

from my wet

of embarrassing episodes

dress was strapless and was meant

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

was an unfortunate predicament I discovered only after I had put on

dilemma.I couldn’t go out half

you need any

low and seductive baritone purred from behind

shook my head

thanks." Charles ignored my refusal of

long legs ate up the distance between

but

well lit and nothing was in the

his body loomed over me, his shadow blocking out the

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

the same air was a very

Charles ordered

do was blink

own hands and turned

shoulder so

my skin, and the heat

turned away from his touch but he held both

the wall and dragged both of my hands above

against the wall and Charles’ body heat

position made me feel nervous.I struggled

"Do you feel good?"

my ear and I shivered.His voice was hoarse and deep, and I could tell just from the tenor that

my face as I

of my hands and turned

as Charles’ hand encircled my lower back, pushing

heat of his palm made my legs feel a

and I couldn’t help

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

hold on me to stop my flow