Spell bound
After successfully getting the mic and returning to the event I went straight to the dressing room of that sexy singer. What the hell happened to me? Why am I being like this? Calling a guy sexy and all. I stopped paying attention to the guys and my needs. So why now? And why him? Ugh! It's so frustrating.
Focus Enya! We already sailed that boat and got hurt so don't try to board the same boat again, not even think about anything my brain warned me but still, something in me tried to object to it but no more distractions today, focus on making this wedding event successful and taking the money and buying myself the big and comfy bathtub which I have dreamed about.
I knocked on the door waiting patiently with a smirk on my face ready to teach him how to behave. As soon as the door opens my smirk falls off and instead of a soft gasp leaves my lips seeing HIM in front of me looking so beautiful and out of the world. I have never seen a man so beautiful and perfect in my life.
He cleared his throat, waking me up from my wet dreams of him with me doing ungodly things. When did I become this dirty? I straightened myself ready to tell him off for being rude before but he cut me off with his sexy accent.
" Excuse me! Do you need anything?".
"U..m.mm". I stuttered with a blank mind, entirely lost in words. He looked at me, raising his eyebrow in question, asking me to speak up but for the second time in my entire life, I was speechless by a guy. No! This is not right. I have to do something and do it fast.
I cleared my throat and changed my facial expressions into a blank one and said " Do you know you were being rude before when you rudely demanded us to get your supposed mic?" He wanted to butt in but I didn't give him a chance and get right into it " it may be any one's fault but you have no right to demand us and threaten us at the last moment and you signed the contract with us for the event and there is a rule to never back out from the event without a strong cause." I said, folding my arms trying to intimidate him.
"But!..." He started again, " No Buts, Mr Whatever, you are rude and arrogant and we always do our work properly without any remark and this too is not our fault but still, we are kind and generous that's why I bought the purple mic for you to not upset our client on her big day." I said, taking out the said mic from my bag and forwarding it to him. He is just standing there mouth open in disbelief.
I guess no one talked to him like this, only crazy fangirling and that made me proud and happy to talk to him like this. Maybe I am a sadist! I cringed on that part and focused on Mr Handsome. Here we go again with me fangirling.
“I'm sorry.” Did I hear correctly! Maybe my ears are ringing. Did he apologise to me? I never thought this rude sexy Korean singer is going to apologize to a common girl whom he rudely excused.
“Huh! What did you say?” I asked to confirm, okay! I know I am being a sadist here but I want to listen to him apologising.
" you heard it, and I am not going to repeat it." He said with a scowl.
" Whatever, take this and let me leave," I said, thrusting the mic in his hands and turning around to leave.
"Umm, what is your name?" he asked, clearing his throat and feeling somewhat shy?
" who? Me?" I asked, pointing towards me feigning confusion. I like riling him up and the scowl on his handsome face is looking so good that I want to rile him up to see it.
" seriously? There is no one present other than you and me. So, I am asking you."
" Enya, Enya Bailey Francis," I said
" Enya! Hmm." He pronounced my name in his accent and it made me squirm because of how good he sounded. At this rate, I am not doubting and questioning myself anymore because I am blaming it on the stress and I need to drink a lot tonight.
" y..yes!" I stuttered.
" Nice name and thanks for the mic." He said giving me a small smile he left me there standing and squirming. I never felt this attracted to anyone. It's so intense that I thought I orgasmed right there and then in front of him. I know I am sounding so childish.
While I am affected by him, he is a tough cookie. No emotions on his face other than the sexy scowl and a small smile at the end. He is very hard to read and I hope I can read what he is thinking about me. of course, sexually not emotionally.
Enya you are just attracted to him physically not emotionally, I reminded myself and went back to the party.
" yayyyyyyy you did it enya, now it's time for partyyyyy," Andre yelled loudly jumping up and down holding my arms and twirling me with him.
" Stop it, Andre, I am dizzy. stopppp." I yelled and tried to wiggle myself out from his clutches but now he has a firm hold on my arms.
" I am counting to three. If you still won't stop till 3 then I am not going to give you your pay." I threatens him and that did the trick and the stupid jerk released his hold and went flying. I am going to break one of my legs, arm or rib.
I closed my eyes and waited for the fall but no nothing happened. Instead, I was engulfed by the smell which made me dizzy and relaxed. It's the smell of the forest and rain with a tint of the smoky smell. My mouth waters to the smell and I inhale it till I can't hold it in anymore. I am still with my eyes closed and I want to stay like this forever with the warmth surrounding me and relaxing me for the first time.
Every good thing ends fast and I am shaken from it by the same mesmerising and sexy familiar Korean-English accent.
" Are you okay?" He asked with concern etching his features and I wanted to say No and stay in his arms some more but I nodded, not believing my words.
I straightened myself and kept some distance between us. I saw his performance earlier and he is just out of the world. I may have not listened to Korean music before but his songs and music made me curious to listen to them more. His voice is angelic while singing too. I haven't asked about his name before when he asked about mine but I have heard people screaming "jeon" and Andre has told his name "Kang jeon Min" and googled him too. Throughout his performance, I have to check if I am drooling and Andre has caught me so many times wiping my non-existent drool from my face.
"Jinja?" (Really) He asked again with a little pout and my eyes were automatically drawn to those plump pink lips which I wanted to nibble on. Woah! Where did this thought come from? Ugh! I am losing my mind in his presence.
"Huh! I didn't get you." I murmured coming out of my dirty thoughts about his lips and the things I wanted to do with them.
" Sorry, I asked, Really," He said sheepishly and with a little smirk and I think he caught me checking his lips.
" oh! Okay, yeah I am fine. Thanks!"
He just hummed and nodded but looked at me with this look I didn't see in his eyes before and he is making me nervous now. I have to leave before I do something I regret.
" umm, you sing so well and congratulations on the success." His features turn into shock then a big smile.
" Thanks, I hope you enjoyed it."
" Yes, I did, though the lyrics are not entirely in English. I enjoyed the melody and music."
" Thanks for the compliment and wishes." He smiled with the eyes getting smaller which gave him that magical charm that hypnotizes everyone.
" You are welcome and it's nice to meet you but I have to go and thanks for making the event more successful and enjoyable." I rushed my words out to run from there and his presence is pulling me towards him like a magnet.
" Nice to meet you too, Enya." Ugh! My name rolled out of his mouth making my toes curl and my stomach churn and I said a good one.
" Thanks, bye!" I said and bolted out of there like my ass is on fire and I felt his eyes on me the entire walk till I took a turn to the parking lot and it made me run more before I turn around and demand him to take me then and there but no, I am not going to be that weak to beg a stranger to take me.
He is doing things to my body, head and heart. I can't afford my heart again. I hope I never see him again and we can't cross paths because he lives in Korea and I live here. There is a lot of distance between our countries.
I need to get so drunk and break the dance floor with my friends forgetting the sexy Korean man with a thick accent that gives goosebumps all over my body and makes me do every sin.