Ouch, My CEO Fiance Fell For His Maid

Ouch! My CEO Fiancé Fell For His Maid By Lisa Salman Chapter 3

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.

 

long hallway ended at a room. Though there were several but I didn’t try

 

to decide if I should go inside

 

“Getting bored, sweetheart?

 

felt my heart jumping up

 

great might, I turned around

 

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

 

suddenly felt thirsty. Licking my lower lip with nervousness I tried to stretch my lips for

 

to my lips for

 

to brush his knuckles against my cheek, “It’s ok. I was just asking. You are dripping right now making the whole carpet wet. This can land you

 

looked at him

 

did not want to lose my ten million dollars.

 

room, “Let me escort you to your room.” He

 

he? What

 

he opened the door and

 

a quick thank you under my breath

 

me inside the room

 

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

 

crept

 

God! Was my affection

 

stuttered in my life. Maybe I was not expecting such

 

had always imagined that my husband would be someone with a pot

 

eyes went wide and he

 

funny about the

 

He clicked his tongue inside his cheek

 

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

 

pulled me towards him and his mouth

 

fishy. Till last night he was

 

was attacking me like I was a feast

 

And lips!

 

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