Ouch, My CEO Fiance Fell For His Maid

Ouch! My CEO Fiancé Fell For His Maid Chapter 65

Ouch! My CEO Fiancé Fell For His Maid Chapter 65

65-Darkness

Ashley Walters pov

“Ma’am. Are you the same woman who got a snake bite?” the cotton candy man asked me while handing over the thin bamboo sticks to me.

When I nodded, he examined me from head to toe, “I hope you are doing well now.”

“Oh, yes I am.” I started munching one of the beauties in my hands, “Thanks for asking.”

“Who is he by the way?” He threw a casual gaze at Justin who was standing at some distance, “I think I have seen him somewhere.”

“Oh, he is my husband. People often confuse him with some movie star.” I faked a laugh and paid him the amount.

This morning I insisted Justin take a walk outside. We were about to go back home the next day and my heart was sinking by just thinking of it.

I did not want to return home. The politics I used to face from Sarah might take a toll on my mental health in the future. Here I was happy with Justin. He and me. A perfect couple.

I wanted to enjoy these two days to the fullest. Here I had Justin only to myself. No office work. No official meetings.

Throwing the not–so–important thoughts in the backyard of my brain I pasted a smile on my face.

“He was confusing you with someone.” I informed Justin and offered him cotton candy, “but I told him, he is no celebrity. He is my husband.”

Justin’s face seemed to lit up at the mention of the word husband. Oh, how I adored that handsome face

to stare

these!” Justin shook his head

sticks in my hands.

Mr. Deluca,” I said and started eating the cotton candy from

your energy after

What did

started hitting small punches on his shoulder when I found it shaking with mirth, “Behave yourself, Justin Deluca.” I hissed between clenched teeth, “Why you are letting these people know that…”

the blush on my cheeks.

not want to discuss it

a little more special because on my insistence he penetrated me, and I did not

had

Mind–blowing!

him happy and I did what I could

His voice brought me back to where we were. The cotton candies were forgotten

I again hit his shoulder,

when all those explicit images from last night flashed

like it?” He asked me in a serious tone,

want more cotton candy.” I pouted making his

spike your sugar level. Do you know what happens

little unsure when I

“No. Not diabetes.”

“Then what?”

what you will do? You will try to take that out on me at night when…

the sticky

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