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?

near her and held her by her shoulders,”

She tried to push me away, “You are hurting me.” She winced

into me. I blinked and realized what I was doing. With a shock, I got back leaving her shoulders, “I… I am sorry, Shella. I am so

did not know

you are possessive about him. You need to do something about that girl. Today I am calling her,

I needed to do something

With my chin up and shoulders squared, I walked to the door, “I am

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not home so I did not need that girl’s permission to enter the room. Without bothering to knock on the door, I twisted the handle

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

the switches, I switched on the lights and closed my eyes when the room

saw a girl sitting on the bed. Her one arm was

for a few moments. Slowly she removed her hand and narrowed her eyes blinking

this?” She spoke not sure what

me. I commanded her silently. She took some more

examining

beside her she stood up slowly wiping her hands with her cotton skirt. Gosh! I wanted

for nothing. The girl was wearing strange clothes, like an oversized blouse and a long skirt. Her

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

speak. Except for her black hair and green eyes, there was nothing exceptional

on that bed and watch TV.” I knew I was

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

back to her. She followed my gaze and I saw traces of shame in

I was just about to clean it!” She said with a fake sweet smile, but her fidgeting fingers were a telltale

rules? You are getting ten million dollars by the end of

have sensed it and stepped back looking a little

was the required reaction I wanted. I needed to leave