Ouch, My CEO Fiance Fell For His Maid

Chapter 130

10- My Name! Elijah! (Book 2)

Elijah pov

She looked a little taken aback when I told her that I was the owner of this club. For some reason, she was avoiding me, but her body seemed to give a different message.

She told me earlier that she could not go further with our relationship but right now she was leaning in on me as if she was most secure in my arms. The girl was giving me mixed signals.

I was in my office when I got a glimpse of her on my camera screen, entering the club. The face I was waiting for, for the last few days. As always, she looked beautiful but highly disturbed. I was still trying to decide if I should go after her or not, as the girl clearly used to get uneasy by my presence.

Initially, she was ok with our closeness but after our night of passion, I didn’t know what got into her. The first time I saw her in this club, I thought she was a model with her jet-black hair and smooth, shiny long legs. It was expected that she might be a spoiled brat.

But oh, man. She was an amazing human with a golden heart. She knew when to laugh and when to tease a man.

Beauty and brains. A highly unlikely combination and here she was responding to my teasing with this wittiness that was part of her personality.

I looked down at her head and swallowed the unexpected lump forming in my throat.

Why was she running away? Did I make some mistake? Why was she not comfortable telling me her address? Was I a creep to her?

So many questions were running through my head as I looked down at her and then kissed her hair.

“How many glasses of drink have you had? I hope it’s only one.” I asked her head. She didn’t raise it and stayed like this lifting her index finger in front of my eyes.

I gulped down the sudden grin forming on my lips.

“Should I take you home?’1 this made her lift her head looking at me questioningly, “If you are not comfortable, I won’t,” I murmured drinking in her features.

She pouted but didn’t respond. I brushed my knuckle against her smooth cheek, “Please trust me. I will never come after you without your consent.”

“Promise?” she seemed so fragile and so vulnerable that all I wanted to do was hug her.

No! Don’t! Don’t scare her off again, Elijah.

“Promise!” I said solemnly. Right now, all I wanted was to gain her trust. I wanted to earn it so badly.

She nodded her head, still looking hesitant. I wrapped my arm around her waist and led her towards the exit.

As we stepped out into the cool night air, I noticed her shiver slightly. I immediately took off my jacket and draped it over her shoulders. She looked up at me, surprised by the gesture.

“Umm. You don’t need to …” she whispered, a hint of gratitude in her voice.

I smiled down at her and tucked a strand of hair behind her ear. ’You deserve it, Cherie. You’re special.’

help but feel a surge

that something wasn’t quite right. She seemed distant

asked, as I opened the car

a moment before answering, ’Yeah. I

When I started the engine I heard her low whisper, “I’m just not used to being taken care of like this. It’s new to me,

it. I’m not going anywhere.’ When she turned to me in surprise, I hurriedly explained,

my world which was

her eyes glued to her lap. I knew something was up, but I didn’t want to push her. I wanted her to trust me enough to confide in me when she

and then

to her house, she turned to me, ’Thank you for everything tonight. You didn’t have to

and squeezed her hand, ’I did it because I wanted to. You mean a lot to me,

was hug her and kiss her senselessly. Right now, all that mattered was the way she was looking

felt a pang of sadness. I didn’t want the night to end. I wanted to spend more time with her, to hold her close and never let

chuckled nervously. Her hand was still on the door handle, “Thanks.” She started chewing her lower lip maybe trying to decide if she should invite me in or not. The

to take a risk. The biggest

when I got her attention. I couldn’t utter

but I placed my hand on her shoulder, ”H…how about I call you long legs and

taking a sigh of relief. I hadn’t even

related to our names? No.

not a sa*tanic

it possible?” she whispered turning to me. I nodded my head and leaned

much possible Eve.” She seemed

painstakingly low voice, “Did I do something wrong?” I asked her the million-dollar question

“No. No. You didn’t.”

ask

chance.” I held her chin in my forefinger and thumb and raised her face, “All I need is one

Trying to swallow the lump I nodded at

regret it later, that I didn’t try enough to give it

will really let me go? Just like that?” she didn’t sound

I leaned forward and planted a

broke on her lips, and she bent over a little to give a

Damn! There was hope.

was hope

I had to let her go. I

home, I couldn’t shake the feeling that she was the missing piece in my life. The one person who understood me, who made me feel alive. And I knew I had to do everything in my power to protect her, to make her feel safe

that mattered was her happiness, and I was willing to do whatever it takes to

was

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after midnight, and I was still not able to sleep. With a coffee cup on my study desk, I was using my laptop and trying different

name and was told it was founded two years ago. Then what was she doing before

Studying?