Ouch, My CEO Fiance Fell For His Maid

3- Are You My Husband?

Ashley Walters pov:

Despite so many requests, nobody bothered to send me my bag. I was still wearing the same dress that was emitting a sweaty stench.

Yuck!

It had been three days since my wedding. I still hadn’t seen the handsome guy’s face and I was hell curious.

That naked delicious back still popped up in my mind when I was doing nothing. That is for most of the day. Today I took a shower and washed my clothes with that gent’s body wash.

Did I have a choice?

My husband seldom came to his room. Last night he did sleep in his bed and I held my pee waiting for him to go to sleep.

Thank God he didn’t take long.

The maid who used to clean his room and used to bring my three meals to the room was now getting a little bit friendly.

Though I was not allowed to interact with anyone but staying the whole day in a room, waiting for the meals where I was not allowed to even watch TV. This absurd routine had started taking a toll on me.

This afternoon I opened the door just a tiny bit and peeked out.

Good. I could not see anyone outside.

At this point, I was even ready to talk to the man who was my husband. I just wanted someone to talk to.

The maid had told me that the whole floor belonged to my husband and no one was allowed to check the rooms except those selective maids who were responsible for cleaning.

Walking around in drenched clothes, I was not least a bit scared that someone might catch me red-handed.

Who was I? Their pet?

Even a pet has rights.

a room. Though there were several but I didn’t try to

this door’s handle, I was still trying to decide if I should go inside or not when I heard an amused voice behind

“Getting bored, sweetheart?

felt my heart

great might, I turned around slowly and looked

on his left cheek was standing there. His black bangs

Licking my lower lip with nervousness I tried to stretch my lips for

dipped to my

You are dripping right now making the whole carpet wet. This can land you in trouble.” I nodded and tried to walk past him when

at him

dollars. I was kidding a while back when I said I don’t

hand gently he started walking me to the room, “Let me escort you to your room.” He remarked while his blue eyes gazed

was he? What was he doing

door

under my breath

me inside the room and closed

was damn lucky. I wished umpteenth time that my friends were here. They would have

shy smile crept

Are y… you my h… husband?” God! Was my affection

my life. Maybe I was not expecting such a cute

my husband would be someone with a

eyes went wide and he started

funny about

Tsk!” He clicked his tongue inside his cheek and

face close to mine… Like … very close. My heartbeat quickened because no guy ever came

that, he pulled me towards him and

was something fishy. Till last night he was successfully ignoring

attacking me like I was a

And lips!