Jane adds the finishing touches to my makeup as I nervously fiddle with the silk robe, "All done, you will blow everyone's mind when they see you tonight," She says as she squeezes my shoulders lightly. I smile faintly, "I don't know, maybe." I said as Jane began to pack her equipment. "Thank you for coming all the way here," I said, Seungcheol had Jane cancel all her appointments just so she could place me as a priority. "It's okay besides Seungcheol pays me twice the amount my other clients do, also I enjoy your aura," Jane says with a grin as she hands me a wine-colored lipstick, "In case you need to touch up on your tint." She says placing it in my palm.
Dior was written on silver letters, I look at Jane. "Oh I can't take this," I said trying to give her the lipstick back. Jane shakes her head, "Trust me it's fine, it's new never used until today also I have plenty of the same colored lipsticks." She says patting my arm. I smile, "Thank you for everything." I said getting up from the chair. I walk her to the front door, "It's no problem you and Seungcheol are free to call when I'm needed, also you hit the jackpot." Jane lowers her voice as we stand by the door. I furrowed my brows in confusion, "This is my first seeing Seungcheol's place, and you are indeed very special to him if he has you here." Jane whispers with a wink.
I let out a nervous laugh and looked at the time, "Thanks again I hope Seungcheol also paid for your travel fee. I mean driving all the way here must've been difficult." I said. Jane smiles and waves, "Have a lovely night Mitxy." She calls out as she follows Darren to the gate. I close the door and exhale softly as I rush up the stairs, I can hear the water running once I step into the bedroom. I grab the dress off the rack and walk out of the room, I sigh as I open an empty guest room.
I place the dress on the bed, I untie the robe. I had decided to wear a matching red lingerie set, I bite my bottom lip as I slip the robe off. I exhale softly as I slip into the dress carefully, I fix the sleeves as I turn to look into the mirror. Seungcheol was right, red makes my tan skin stand out more. I bite my bottom lip as I pick up the robe, and walk out of the guest room. The front area feels loose, "Seungcheol," I call out as I enter his bedroom. I gasp and turn my back to him, a cocky laugh escapes his lips. "Surprised?" He teases, and I roll my eyes. I let out a sigh, "Somewhat." I said.
I place the silk robe on the rack, "Did you need something?" He asks. I bite my bottom lip, "You can turn around now," He says. I exhale sharply before turning to face him, "Yeah, I need help with the button." I said. Seungcheol smirks, he's wearing a towel around his hips. I avoid eye contact as he walks over to me, I turn my back to him. "It's all over your face..." He says as his fingers graze my skin, "What is?" I ask. Seungcheol chuckles, "You're flustered," He says. I sucked in a sharp breath, "Well I don't usually see men nude before my eyes so of course I'm flustered." I admit. Seungcheol lets out a small laugh as he gets to the last button, "Get used to it darling," He says as he tightens the ribbon.
I closed my eyes for a brief second, "I'll be waiting downstairs." I said grabbing the box and black bag off his bed. "Darren is getting the car ready," He says as I step out of his bedroom, "I won't be long." He says. I nod and walk down the hall reaching the staircase, I exhale softly feeling my heartbeat pounding. I—he's—he's god's favorite that's for sure.
I walk down the stairs, I walk to the kitchen sit on the stool, and wait for him to finish up. I place the box on the counter, and the red leather handbag from the shopping bag. I have to return this to him after tonight is over, I open the bag and place my wallet, phone, keys, and the lipstick Jane gifted me. I let a sad sigh escape my lips, "What did I get myself into Rosie?" I whisper as I hold onto the necklace resting on my chest.
Her birthday is coming up soon, I bite my lip. "Darren is waiting for us," Seungcheol says I look at him. He had pushed his hair back making him look more intimidating than before, he wore a black-out suit and tie. In his hand, he was carrying a pair of black leather dress shoes. "Right," I said getting off the stool and making sure the dress didn't get caught. I fold the shopping bag and leave it on the counter, I open the box pulling the red heels out.
I walk to the front door, "Wait," Seungcheol says. I look at him, he slips into his shoes. "Sit," He says pointing to the chair by the shoe rack, I look at him. I sit down, he takes the heels from my grasp. "I can—" He chuckles as he grabs my ankle softly, "Don't worry," He says. I watch him slip the heel on, my heart skips a beat. His touch is gentle and warm as he snaps the clip together, and he moves onto the next heel. I bite my bottom lip feeling my heart flutter at his actions, snapping the clip he lets my feet touch the floor.
"Ready?" Seungcheol asks as he holds out his hand, I give him a small smile and take his hand. "Yeah," I said as we walked out the front door, Darren greets us as he opens the back door. "Are your parents already at the Villa?" I ask as I get inside, Seungcheol smiles. "They are the hosts for tonight," He says as Darren closes the door, I fasten my seatbelt. "Really? Is the event that important?" I ask I look at Seungcheol only to realize he has a tablet in his hands. I furrowed my brows, "It is for business," He said turning it off and setting it to the side.
"How?" I ask furrowing my brows as Darren closes the gate before driving off, "Well most of the money we make during these types of parties goes to charities, the press snaps a couple of photos and business ends up thriving." He says. I bite my bottom lip and nod in acknowledgment, press? Is this going to be on the cover of a magazine? New article? Seungcheol didn't mention of this, why now?
YOU ARE READING
IN THE EYES OF LOVE: Book 1 (Choi Seungcheol)
FanfictionWe all have the choice of leaving the dark path we follow or continuing to walk down the road; there are no wrong answers when it comes to leaving it. But there's always a wrong answer upon continuing the path.