Ouch, My CEO Fiance Fell For His Maid

1- Absurd Conditions

Ashley Walter’s pov:

“You will NOT show your face to your husband. Agreed?” She asked me in a stern voice.

“Yes, Ma’am,” I muttered under my breath.

“I can’t hear you, girl. Louder!” Her voice turned harsher.

“YES, MA’AM,” I screamed.

“You are not allowed to sleep beside your husband in the bed. You will use the mattress in the corner of that bedroom. On the floor. Agreed?”

“YES, MA’AM!” I yelled again.

“He usually doesn’t spend his time in his room but once he will be back, you are not allowed to talk to him, not allowed to walk, eat or drink in that room. You are not allowed to use the bathroom. Agreed?”

Now that was too much. I lifted my veil to have a look at this old goat’s face who was getting me married to her grandson for ten million dollars. Where was I supposed to pee? On carpet?

“I can’t hear you, girl. Do you want money or not?” She screeched in my ear making them ring.

Urgh!

I did want that money. It could solve my problems. I could get Mother Superior treated for cancer.

“YES MA’AM!” I pressed my lips in a thin line and dropped back my veil. My vocal cords would suffer if she would keep asking me to shout like this.

“You will behave like you do not exist. You will think of yourself as a furniture piece… Just lying there. Now if you agree to my conditions, sign the papers.” She threw a pen on the table and slapped her hand on the document.

I tried to read my soon to be husband’s name but she was quick to hide it with her hand.

“Why are you reading it? Either sign it or get lost!” Damn. Can’t she talk in a normal tone? Why she keeps on screaming like this?

I signed the papers and voila!

I was married!

orphanage management asked me to look for

education, I applied for a maid job. When I received the call, I was over the moon. The interview was taken on

packed my bags and landed here. The first time Mrs. Electra De Luca met me, she ran a suspicious gaze from head to toe. I could not blame her. After

applied to my skin must be dripping

Or maybe female Dracula!

after my arrival, I was asked to marry her grandson

and didn’t

that he was

stay married to him for

that, I was free to leave the place

about to sign the papers, she held my hand with

right to even bat an eye at my grandson. Don’t even think

and I will shoot you.

thought her grandson was man enough to put forward these absurd conditions. Well! He seemed like a baby who was still attached to the umbilical cord of his

Ignore her face!

Yes!

a

I said

moment those words escaped my mouth she left my hand nodding

and we were out of

car stopped near us and I was ordered to sit in the passenger seat with the

sat at the

the doorstep near the entrance and she went inside slowly tapping her stick on the

show you

short time of one or two hours took me to a

Oh, my God!

room was so

but then my gaze fell on the small mattress in a

My all necessities are in it. Or can you

in her old friendly way

old witch just proposed to me to marry her grandson. They did not let me wash my face or clean my hair which

sinfully handsome,