Ouch, My CEO Fiance Fell For His Maid

Chapter 122

2- Adonis (Book 2)

My heart started racing as I felt the warmth of his body against mine. I looked up at him, and our eyes locked again. The intensity in his gaze was almost too much to bear.

I swallowed hard, trying to calm my nerves. “Who is still here?” I managed to ask, my voice barely above a whisper. Ha-ha. I had already forgotten about Brian and was asking this man a silly question like a fool.

“Umm. The man? The one who’s been following you,” he reminded me, his voice low and steady. “I’ve been keeping an eye on him, but I think he’s getting bolder. We need to leave now.”

He held me close as he spoke, his hands firm but gentle. I couldn’t help but feel safe in his embrace, even though I had no idea who he was.

“Leave the place! And go where?” I tried to hold my horses in his presence.

Nobody had this kind of effect on me.

“Any place. Where he can’t reach you, Cherie.” He suggested. If he was finding my questions a little absurd, he chose not to remark.

“Okay,” I said, my voice barely audible. “Lead the way.” I could not believe it. Brian was someone who I met at the wedding. He was not so stranger to me.

Yet this man, I knew nothing about. I was trusting him so easily. He released me from his embrace and took my hand, leading me away from the crowded club and towards the safety of some unknown place.

What if he takes me to some secluded place and kills me? Or what if he misunderstands me for a woman throwing herself at him just to get his attention?

What If he offers me to accompany him to his place?

Was I being sensible enough to trust him? Where was he exactly taking me at this hour? Shouldn’t I be going home instead of following him in this madness?

As we walked, I couldn’t help but steal glances at him, taking in the chiseled jawline, the strong arms, and the way he moved with such confidence.

“Where is your home? I can walk with you if it’s nearby. Otherwise, I can drive you home.” Oh! Thankfully, he was not kidnapping me. He was offering, to take me home.

And here I had given myself different excuses that he might be a serial killer or a psychopath.

“I … I work nearby…” I was about to tell him that I worked in the salon but then last minute, I decided to change my mind, “I…” I let out a shaky grin, “I do own a car. So, thank you. I can manage it.”

Oh, God! What was his name? Why was he not telling me his fuc*king name?

Come on Adonis. You Greek God! Tell me your name. Or maybe ask mine.

That would be the perfect opportunity to let him know my name.

“Where is exactly your car?” he ran a gaze around while I was busily watching his face.

I gulped again and pointed near the salon parking where my second-hand, green Honda Civic was parked, “It’s there the green one.”

We reached my car, and he opened the door for me, helping me inside. So, it was good to know that he was not interested in taking me to his place or clinging to me. The man was being a gentleman to accompany me to my car.

a thrill of

was safe and

when I started the engine and

with his ocean-green eyes.

a mistake by not asking his name. I had been so caught up in his perfection and his protectiveness that

to the side of the road and turned off the engine, feeling a pang of regret.

Eve! You

my mind, I saw him walking towards my car. My heart skipped a

his lips. “I just wanted to make sure you were okay.” “Uh. I… I am … fine. I am good!”

me your name. Please please, please. I don’t wantto sound clingy. I just want you to

“Bye,” he whispered.

full speed. This time

the dining table with a coffee mug in my hand, my chin was leaning on my other palm, i “If he was so handsome and you found him so attractive, you should have asked something about him. Now you

and Aniya was

because he looked like a Greek God. Now quit discussing that Adonis and make me breakfast,

Eve. Opportunity knocks only once. Who

not like I’m looking

gave me a knowing look, “You don’t have to be looking for one to find it, you know.

serious? You and your romantic ideas. I’m

whispered, “By the way set me up with him. I don’t think Marwick is any more interested in me. That Layla Hayat though. Psst.” She clicked her tongue and curved

wanted to date and sleep with every hot guy on this planet. This time, I couldn’t deny the

didn’t care, a part of me was already

enjoying my breakfast with Aniya and trying not to think too much

dropped the subject and started asking me

her while taking a sip of

big market for it in the neighboring towns.” “That’s amazing,” I said, genuinely impressed. “I’m so proud of you.” “Thanks, girl,” Aniya said with a grin. “I couldn’t have done it without your support. I had been planning it but now at last it will soon be on the papers

had to head to the salon. As I got up to leave, Aniya

my arm. “Are you okay? I mean…

your car for just a day or two. I can manage for the rest of the days of the week by borrowing it from another friend…” “Oh, crap!” I didn’t let her finish, “Take my car for this week. I can easily manage pick and drop with Mrs. Margret.” “Are you sure?” “Cent

remember, I’m always here for you, no matter what.” “Thanks, Aniya,” I

Margret to pick me. While going to the salon in her car, I couldn’t help but think about how lucky I was

and my support system. And with them by my side, I knew that I could get

***Top of Form

I knew nothing about that man, and he knew nothing about me except that I owned a green-colored car. It was around noon when I got

to take phone appointments but had to squeeze in our walk-in customers

treatment to a girl while I was busy giving a haircut to a six-year old kid. There were two men in the seating area, waiting to get a haircut from me. I got finished with the kid and turned to the two men, who were looking at me expectantly. I walked over

what can I do for you today?”

the two spoke up, “I want a haircut. Would you

here on weekend, so I had to rush here to get this long due cut. So, I was wondering

saw that I had a small window of time between appointments. But for that, I needed to sacrifice my coffee break, “Sure, I can do that. Let me just grab my scissors and spray bottle. You

man’s hair, I couldn’t help but think of the Greek God

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