Ouch, My CEO Fiance Fell For His Maid

Ouch! My CEO Fiancé Fell For His Maid Chapter 123

Ouch! My CEO Fiancé Fell For His Maid Chapter 123

3-Still An Adonis (Book 2)

I felt a mix of shock and excitement as Adonis leaned in and whispered in my ear calling me long legs. My staff was still watching us, and I could feel their eyes on me as I tried to compose myself.

I took a step back from him and looked up, trying to gauge his intentions. Was he just playing with me, or did he really like me?

He must have sensed my hesitation because he took a step forward and reached out to touch my arm, “This was the first thing I noticed about you when we met in that club. Your legs.”

I could sense my cheeks heating up to his gaze. Thankfully his low whispers were not audible to others… except that man sitting on the stylist’s seat.

I nodded, still feeling a little dazed, I managed to say. “I appreciate your honesty… Adonis!”

He smiled, “I don’t like playing games, long legs. Life’s too short for that, you know?”

I nodded again, feeling a surge of admiration for him. How right he was! Who would know about this bitter truth of life better than me? Life was too short indeed.

He was so different from the other guys I had dated for the past two years, who always seemed to be playing some kind of game or trying to impress me with their wealth or status or fake cockiness.

Adonis seemed genuine, down-to-earth, and refreshingly honest. I couldn’t wait to get to know him better, and I hoped that our coffee date the next morning would just be the beginning of something special.

“Earth to, Evelyne. He has left!” I heard Mrs. Margret bellowing, followed by laughter from the people around me.

“Uh, oh. Where is this customer?” I asked about the man who was waiting for the haircut trying to wipe that embarrassing drool off my face.

“He already left with your man,” June said teasingly and got busy with her business. That man had paid but left without getting my services.

I needed to return his money. But how? Tomorrow I will ask Adonis to share his details. They both seemed to know each other quite well.

I just could not wait for the day to get over.

Tomorrow morning, we were meeting for coffee! Yayy! This time I gave a fu *ck if my staff was looking at me. It was hard to control that silly smile quickly spreading on my lips.

***

“What the hell is going on here?” Aniya came inside my room and ran a gaze. A surprised gasp left her mouth as expected. The true crisp and proper Evelyne had her clothes all over the room.

“I just can’t seem to decide what to wear for our tomorrow’s coffee meet­up.” I kept throwing my t-shirts on the floor.

“Ok. B…But can’t you just wear your work clothes?” She rolled her eyes, trying to knock some sense into me.

“No!” I complained, “I want to wear a skirt.” I usually preferred denim pants to work. But that day, when I met Adonis, I was wearing a short skirt that showed off my long legs.

He was not the first one who complimented them.

“He called me, long legs. He liked my legs!” I pouted and placed my hands on my hips.

“He called you what?” Aniya’s mouth was hung open at that.

She shook her head and walked over to where I was standing, picking up one of the shirts from the floor. “Eve, you can’t do this. You can’t change yourself for some guy. You’re perfect just the way you are.”

I rolled my eyes. “I know. I’m not changing myself, Aniya. I’m just having fun with my style. Is that so wrong?” “But you’re not having fun. You’re stressing yourself out over what to wear for a guy. You don’t need to impress anyone, especially not some guy who only likes you for your legs.”

I huffed. “You don’t understand, Aniya. He seems different. He’s not like those other guys out there who wanted to get laid right after the first meetup.” “Come on, Eve. There is no warning written on their faces. You need to keep your heart intact and safe. They’re all the same. They only want one thing.”

I glared at her. “You sound bitter, Aniya.” I even managed to stick my tongue out.

to make any mistakes. I don’t want you to

in what I have to say, not just how I look.” “Then why do you feel the need to dress up for

sighed. “No, it’s not too much to ask. But you don’t need to dress a certain way to feel confident. You should

pile of clothes on the floor and sighed. “I guess, I give up.

“Of course. For now, let’s go and

I chuckled. “Thanks, girl.”

hand and pulled me towards the door.

coffee for me due to my coffee meetup as I

just munched a small piece of

you something comfortable to wear. You don’t need to dress

But what to do with my

Eve. You always do. Let’s look for something that

closet, pulling out different pieces of

sundress and

that when I met him at

pulled out a yellow flowy top and a pair of ripped jeans. “What about this?” “That’s perfect. It’s

me the clothes, “Now, let’s not do anything with your

brow. “What do you mean?” how this brat knew that I

beautiful just the way it is, Eve. You don’t need to curl it or style it in any way. Just let it be natural. You have beautiful jet black hair and I wish I could steal them. God straightened

for a moment before

me a thumbs up, “Good. Now go and

to change who I was or dress a certain way to impress someone. I just needed to be myself, and the right person would

***Top of Form

my car near the Salon and saw a black Mercedes Benz parked there. I never witnessed this classic beauty in

myself, I started walking to the cafe that was just five minutes away from the Salon. With a speeding heartbeat, I entered there and looked around. I was ten minutes

and found him

H…he was earlier than

phone and seemed to be engrossed in it. There were crease lines on his forehead and he looked so … so good

took a deep breath and walked towards him. As I got closer, he looked up from his phone and our eyes met. A smile spread across his face, and I couldn’t help but feel a surge

he said, standing up from

I replied, my heart

notice how good he smelled. It was a

we sat down, he ordered coffee and

my daily morning rush to get ready for

I was literally panicking that how would I carry on a

about you?” I asked, trying

the usual. Meetings, emails,

feeling.

eating, but there was an underlying tension between us.

could feel his breath on my cheek. “I hope it’s not too soon,” he whispered,

desire. “Oh really?” I replied,

“Yeah. I couldn’t get you out of my head. You’re just so… I

the sexual

imagining it. Well, I could say the same about you, hottie. So,

else for you?” “I’m actually still sipping on it,” I said, trying to sound composed.

at the corners. “No problem. Take your time,

was handsome, with strong features and a hint of stubble on his jawline. I couldn’t help but wonder what

I shrugged and didn’t know what to tell him. For the last two years,

share about my hobbies. “Honestly, I

at me with genuine interest. “What

like to read and go for walks. And sometimes I’ll binge-watch a show on Net***flix.” I said with a faint

was just the

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