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.’

blushed at my words, and I couldn’t help but feel a surge of

right. She seemed distant and lost in

as I opened the car door

for a moment before answering, ’Yeah. I

passenger seat. When I started the engine I heard her low whisper, “I’m just not used to being

turned to me in surprise, I hurriedly explained, “Not at least until you

my world which was full of uncertainties. And

I couldn’t help but notice the way she kept fidgeting with her hands, her eyes glued to her lap. I knew something was

apartment building and then went silent. Unlike our last ride, she was

pulled up to her house, she turned to me, ’Thank you for everything tonight. You

did it because I wanted to. You mean a lot to me, and I

me, and for a moment, all I wanted to do was hug her and kiss her senselessly. Right now, all

couldn’t help but felt a pang of sadness. I didn’t want the night to end. I wanted to spend more time with

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 idea was too

I decided to take a risk. The biggest

softly and smiled when I got her attention. I couldn’t utter another

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

said it, I felt her taking a sigh of relief. I hadn’t even finished

something related to our names? No.

not a sa*tanic name. Was

whispered turning to me. I nodded my head and

very much possible Eve.” She seemed to control

in a painstakingly low voice, “Did I do something wrong?” I asked her the

“No. No. You didn’t.”

ask

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

lump I

I won’t regret it later, that I didn’t try

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

are worth trying for.” This time I leaned forward and planted a kiss on her cheek. She was looking at

on her lips, and she

Damn! There was hope.

hope

and walked towards her apartment gates. I knew I had to let her go. I couldn’t force her to stay, and I

life. The one person who understood me, who made me feel alive. And I knew I had to

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

she was

***

not able to sleep. With a coffee cup on my study desk, I was using

up her salon name and was told it was founded two years ago. Then what was she doing

Studying?