I took a deep breath, my hand trembled as I opened the closet door.
He waited patiently.
The creaking sound of the closet door and my heartbeat were all I heard. I gulped and reassessed the situation.
"I told you I won't hurt you. don't be afraid", he tried to reassure me, and it was surprising because I feel calmer now. His voice was so cold and yet enticing.
So I slowly crawled out of the closet with my face down.
I tried to cover my face with my hair out of embarrassment.
"You look–" he paused and chuckled.
"Well, isn't that insulting?" I blurted out of frustration, assuming he was scanning me. No one has ever insulted my appearance.
"You know what, I'm not usually like this. If only you had seen me in–", I covered my mouth to stop myself before I said something I shouldn't.
I shook my head and fixed my crumpled dress. I cleared my throat, then brushed my hair with my fingers.
I reminded myself how to act prim and proper in front of my target. So I let out a smile, a fake and probably an awkward smile. His gaze on me was so damn hot, I felt as if I was melting. I quickly avoided it.
I was wearing a peplum dress that made me look like a typical small-town girl instead of an infamous high-class bitch.
But, there was one itsy-bitsy problem, I murmured, "He's right. I look like hell, haggard, and probably smelly."
"Stupid closet!" I thought and bit my lips.
Oh, damn! Sure as hell, I look like a girl who jogged wearing heels and a dress. How could I even have a proper conversation with him, let alone seduce him, huh?
He let me finish what I was doing. He even listened to my whining while his right hand was in his right pocket.
"I was about to say challenged but gorgeous,” then he chuckled and continued, “Who are you, lady?" He interrogated in a friendly but intimidating way.
I was baffled for a moment, I stared at the man from head to foot and almost locked my jaw from dropping as I lost concentration, or should I say distracted. My mind was screaming, "Damn! How can he be so freaking hot?".
Not only his voice but his whole physique gave me a tingling sensation.
"Uh...", I tried to find the right words to say, but it seemed words escaped my mouth.
"Oh, damn! I guess I'm turned on this time!" It suddenly got hot so I loosened and shook my dress off. The second button accidentally fell off and rolled in his direction.
"Oh, fuck! Not now! Why is this a disaster?" I chortled and made a weird face to hide my idiocy.
I couldn't speak but instead, I watched his every move.
He picked up the button and got something shiny from the drawer on the corner table. Then, he walked towards me.
"W..wait!" I murmured. I wondered as I watched him walking towards me, sweat flowing from my right cheek down to my neck, and my chest. My hands voluntarily freed my unbuttoned dress, leaving my chest exposed.
But I just stood there and waited for him to come to me. Suddenly, I couldn't move.
Now, we were face to face. The first thing I noticed as he got closer was his masculine chest that was within reach of my eye level. So, I looked up and our eyes met, and my world froze seeing his light brown pair of eyes.
Shockingly, a warm sensation brushed off my chest. He caught me off guard. More surprisingly, I allowed him to do his thing. And there I was, a bit disappointed with the next damn thing that happened.
I was wrong, he wasn’t interested in my body. Instead of taking my clothes off, he fixed my dress using a tiny silver pin. My heart pounded even faster when the back of his hands brushed repeatedly and unintentionally against my big full bosoms.
Then, he put his mouth next to my ear, "You see, I can see your bosom from where I'm standing. And I can’t help myself but look at them. Now, I can concentrate and listen to your explanation."
I lost my balance and that brought me to the edge of his bed.
He asked me to sit so I did. Then he leaned his back on the closet, just a meter apart from me.
I just stared at him for a long time, and he just smiled at me,
"So, you haven't answered my question, have you?" he exclaimed.
"Wh..what?" I think I'm still in paradise. Oh, those gazes from his eyes! I think I was about to melt.
He cleared his throat when he noticed I wasn’t listening to any of his words, "Lady, I think I already asked who you are, right? Should I call my men?"
I raised my hands in front of me and shook them, "No, no. Wait, please. I'm sorry. I'm an idiot," I blurted out nonsense excuses.
"Still, those didn't answer my question!" he exclaimed deep-voiced.
"I'm Au-" I almost say my real name, "E…erica", thank goodness I recovered from that mess.
"So, what are you doing here, Erica?" he asked with an emphasis on my name. He waited for my answer as he raised one of his eyebrows and crossed his arms in puzzlement.
Trying to figure out what to say I stuttered, "Be… because”, then recovered again, “I mistook our apartment."
"Do you think I'll buy that?" he responded with an accusing tone.
"Really! I just moved in today, and I couldn't see the number on the door since the hallway was dark," my leg started to move on its own because of nervousness.
"Hmm", was the short answer I got from him, still not convinced.
I need to get away from here now or else, I'll get in trouble: not only with him but with Beast, so I excused myself, "Sorry. My mistake. I'll make sure it won't happen again".
I hurriedly ran towards the main door, but he grabbed my hand. I was taken aback but able to immediately snatch my hand away from his.
I made my way out and never looked back, but I heard him say this with conviction in his voice,
"Be careful! You might get yourself into trouble the next time it happens, Erica!"
Again with the emphasis on my name.
This time, his last words sounded more like a warning.
But despite that, our encounter moved me in a way no one else did. It was lust at first sight.