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!

me to look for a job and leave the

I received the call, I was over the moon. The interview was

ran a suspicious gaze from

base that I applied to my skin must be dripping

Or maybe female Dracula!

a few hours after my arrival, I was asked to

and didn’t

he was her

to stay married to him for just one

that, I was free to leave

sign the papers, she held my hand with an

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

touch him and I will

conditions. Well! He seemed like a baby

I kind of scolded myself. Ignore her face! Try to imagine ten

Yes!

a

Ma’am,” I

my mouth she left my hand nodding in

signed the papers and we were

us and I was ordered to sit

sat at

near the

will show you

other maid who had become my friend during that short time of one or two hours

Oh, my God!

room was so

huge king size bed was inviting my tired body but then my gaze fell

bring my bag? My all necessities are in it. Or can you ask someone

old friendly way she just

just proposed to me to marry her grandson. They did not let me wash my face or clean my hair which still had all the mud and my

is this f*king possible? He is… sinfully handsome, Ashley. You have got a