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Adele's POV

Behind close doors, I sang my heart out, feeling every beat of the song go through me.
As i looked over at the booth. I saw a man so mysterious, holding a cigarette on his hand. As he watch me sing.
I immediately recognized him, he's the famous producer music industry talking about.  Simon Konecki. Pfft. What a name.

Suddenly I was cut off by my reverie as the music stopped and I looked over the booth behind the glass.

"Adele" someone said in the mic. It was simon.
The way he speaks my name makes me shiver. Oh. How I want that voice say my name over and over again.

"Adele, you just seem off, I know you sound great but can you focus on what your doing at the moment?" He said harshly. 

I felt my lips quiver as I prepared to answer, I never felt this nervous in my life.

"Uhm, I'm sorry, I really didn't mean to. I'm just not ready" I said shakily. Pertaining he would get my mood and just let it go.

"Well, you shouldn't have started the session if you're not ready!" He snapped. And walked out of the booth.

I quietly opened the door and grabbed a cigarette, sighing to myself.  I need to let loose.

I let myself out, and lit the cigarette.

"You shouldn't smoke" a voice behind me said

"Well its not of your business!" I snapped.

"You shouldn't talk to me like that you know" he said while leaning on the wall " I'm your producer,plus I'm older than you" he said.

"And why would our age matter?" I said clumsily

He suddenly let out a breathy laugh " You seem eager" he said cockily.

I raised my eyebrow at him and walked out.
He suddenly grabbed my wrist , and said " I'm simon"

"I know" and grabbed his hands away from mine.

I swear, I've never been so conscious and shy with men.  But with him? I feel very small and not myself. Actually I feel uncomfortable.

But I can't deny my attraction towards him. The beard, the deep voice, the cold eyes. I can't get enough.

As I walked through the hallway ,returning to the booth. I can feel simon catching up behind me.

So i fastened my pace and quickly entered the room. Luckily I'm the only one inside, so I lit another cigarette and listened to my recordings

I heard the door open, not caring who it is. I didn't look back.

" Seems we have the booth for ourselves " he said.

Yeah, just for ourselves.

A/n new story! What do you think about it?? Short update though
aforadele behiee hahaha.

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