C17 enchantment

"Heather" he called her name softly with so much longing in his eyes.

Immediately ,blood rushed down to her ear and her confidence disappeared into thin air.

"I am sorry,Miss Heather Clifton.Are you okay, you look pale" he stated.

His cold yet soft like water enchanting voice drives her nut and instantly turn her into puppet doll, powerlessly bobbing her head in response.

"Um...um..