Ouch, My CEO Fiance Fell For His Maid

Ouch! My CEO Fiancé Fell For His Maid by Lisa Salman Chapter 13

13- Her Panties

“Where is Justin, granny?” I sked Electra Deluca,

“He is out for his usual meetings.” She pursed her lips in a thin line. I wanted to ask her about Helga but that was not wise in the presence of my friends.

“How is Sean? Is he also accompanying Justin?” I asked taking off my shoes tiredly. By now all I wanted was a comfortable bed and Justin’s arms around me.

“Lately, he has been acting weirdly, not responding to my calls. I just don’t know what is going on around here!”

I wish I could kick the old woman. She was the one who convinced me to get him married to a b*tch!

“Ma’am!” A uniformed maid arrived and stood there lowering her gaze.

“Are their rooms ready? I don’t want any complaints!” Granny told her in a strict tone.

“Everything is done, ma’am. Just the way you asked!” the poor girl was talking to the floor and could not wait to run away. Most of the house help called granny, a Hitler.

I wanted to know about that girl but had to wait until we were alone. We were sent to our assigned rooms.

My room was the usual guest room closer to Justin’s. While Shella and Nadia were occupying the other rooms in the same corridor.

Everyone here knew about our close-knitted friendship.

“Yes!” I called when I heard the knock. Nadia and Shella peeked inside the door. Like me, they were also freshly showered.

“You are still loading off your bags?” I kept settling my stuff in the built-in cupboards of the room. My father always lived in Europe taking care of the business there while Justin used to take care of the business in the USA.

“When will you meet Justin’s wife?” Shella asked me and that made me furious. How dare she?

went near her and held her by her shoulders,” NOT Justin’s wife.” I

She winced when

a little trying to put some sense into me. I blinked and realized what I was doing.

did not know what got

You need to do something about that girl. Today

right. I needed to do something about

squared, I walked to the door, “I am going to

***

that girl’s permission to enter the

the lights emitting from the LED TV. I could hear the strange sounds mixed with those dramatic echoes. Maybe the sound of a wrapper? Blended with the TV sound? Granny was

lights and closed my

the bed. Her one arm was covering her eyes

moments. Slowly she

She spoke not sure what

your eyes, bitch, and look at me. I commanded her silently. She took some more time and then

examining

hands with her cotton

wearing strange clothes, like an oversized blouse

must have known what I was thinking because she immediately wiped her mouth with the back

you, ma’am?” She was the first to speak. Except for

watch TV.” I knew I was being rude. But it was supposed to be that

She seemed to be nervous under my scrutinizing gaze. The spot where she was seated was filled with wrappers and

traveled back to her. She followed my gaze

said with a fake sweet smile, but her fidgeting fingers were a telltale

end of this bargain. And here you are breaking all the rules!” I stepped forward to slap her

might have sensed it and stepped back

was the required