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

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?

my heart jumping up my

I turned around slowly and

who had a scar on his left cheek was standing there. His black bangs were falling on his forehead

I …” For some odd reason I suddenly felt thirsty. Licking my lower lip

dipped to my lips for a

became serious. He raised his hand to brush his knuckles against my cheek, “It’s ok. I was just asking. You are dripping right now making

at

Please. I did not want to lose my ten million dollars. I was kidding a while back when I said I

“Let me escort you to your room.” He remarked while his blue eyes gazed at

was he? What was

opened the door and

quick thank you under my

followed me inside the room and closed the door

umpteenth time that my friends were here. They would have been

smile crept to

my h… husband?” God! Was my affection for him that

was not expecting such

always imagined that my husband would be someone with a pot

His eyes went wide and he started

funny about

your husband? Tsk!” He clicked his tongue inside his

close. My heartbeat quickened because no guy ever came this

he pulled me towards him and his mouth started opening hungrily on

fishy. Till last night he was successfully ignoring me

he was attacking me like I was a

And lips!