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?

by her shoulders,” NOT

“You are hurting me.” She winced when I increased the pressure of my fingers on her

realized what I was doing. With a shock, I got back leaving her

know what got

was rubbing her shoulders, “We know you are possessive about him. You need to do something about that girl. Today I am calling her, Justin’s wife. Tomorrow whole world might be doing

was right. I needed

my chin up and shoulders squared, I walked to

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home so I did not need that girl’s permission to enter the room. Without

dramatic echoes. Maybe the sound of a wrapper? Blended with the TV sound? Granny was right.

on the lights and closed my eyes when the room was

girl sitting on the bed. Her one arm was covering

moments. Slowly she removed her hand and narrowed

this?” She spoke not sure what

and look at me. I commanded her silently. She took some more time and

was examining me…

hands with her cotton skirt. Gosh! I wanted to laugh so

The girl was wearing strange clothes, like an oversized blouse and a long skirt. Her hair was messy

like crumbles. She must have known what I was thinking because she immediately wiped her mouth with the back of her

first to speak. Except for her black hair and green eyes,

don’t think you are allowed to sit on that bed and watch TV.” I knew I was being rude. But it

be nervous under my scrutinizing gaze. The spot where

landed on the dirt and traveled back to her. She followed my gaze and I saw traces of shame

She said with a fake sweet

by the end of this bargain. And here you are breaking all

sensed it and stepped back looking a

enough for today. That was the required reaction I wanted. I