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.

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

decide if I should go inside or not when I heard an amused voice

“Getting bored, sweetheart?

heart jumping up

great might, I turned around slowly

standing there. His black

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

dipped to my lips

his hand 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

looked at him

million dollars. I was kidding a while back when I said

my hand gently he started walking me to the room, “Let me escort you to your room.”

What

door and gestured for me to go

a quick thank you under my breath I went

the room and closed the

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

shy smile crept to my

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

was not expecting

had always imagined that my husband would be someone with a

His eyes went wide and

so funny about the

anything about your husband? Tsk!” He clicked his tongue inside his cheek and

… very close. My

he pulled me towards him and his mouth started opening hungrily

was something fishy. Till last night he was successfully ignoring me

like I was a feast to his

And lips!