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.

hallway ended at a room. Though there were

I should go inside or not when I

“Getting bored, sweetheart?

my heart

great might, I turned around slowly and looked at

on his left cheek was standing there. His black bangs were falling on

…” For some odd reason I suddenly felt thirsty. Licking my lower lip with nervousness I tried to stretch my lips

my lips for

was just asking. You are dripping right now making the

at

not want to lose my ten million dollars. I was kidding a while back when I said I don’t want

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

What was

he opened the door and gestured

under my

inside the room and closed the door

husband? I was damn lucky. I wished umpteenth time that my friends were

smile crept

Are y… you my h… husband?” God! Was

stuttered in my life. Maybe I was not expecting such a cute guy to

had always imagined that my husband would be someone with

His eyes went wide and he

was so funny about the

husband? Tsk!” He clicked his

his face close to mine… Like … very close. My heartbeat quickened because

he pulled me towards him and

Till last night he was successfully ignoring me and

I was a feast to

And lips!