Ouch, My CEO Fiance Fell For His Maid

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.

As I got in the driver’s seat, I couldn’t help but feel a thrill of excitement running through me. Who was this man, and why was he helping me?

But at that moment, I didn’t care. All I knew was that I was safe and that he was the most beautiful man I had ever seen.

He was still there when I started the engine and started driving away at a slow speed.

rearview mirror. He was standing there, watching me leave, with his ocean-green eyes. I couldn’t shake the feeling that I had just met someone

was I just

that I made a mistake by not asking his name. I had been so caught up

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

Eve! You are

saw him walking towards my car. My heart skipped a beat as he approached the window, leaning down

time with a small smile on his lips. “I just wanted to make sure you were okay.” “Uh. I… I am

I don’t want to sound clingy. I

“Bye,” he whispered.

Adonis,” I said and drove away at full speed. This time

Ha-ha!” Aniya could not seem to stop laughing, “You didn’t even ask his name! You called him Adonis and

palm, i “If he was so handsome and you found him so attractive, you should have asked something about him. Now

Aniya was doing the honors of pulling my

Adonis because he looked like a Greek God. Now quit

“Alright, alright. But you know what they say,

knows, you might never see him

now.” Aniya gave me a knowing look, “You don’t have to be looking for one to find it, you know. Sometimes love just

rolled my eyes, “Love? Are you serious? You and your romantic ideas. I’m perfectly happy

away. You never know where it might lead.” Being Aniya, she leaned forward and whispered, “By the way set me up with him. I don’t think Marwick is any more interested in me.

with every hot guy

to pretend that I didn’t care, a part of me

not to think too much

subject and started asking me about my work at the

her while taking a sip of my coffee. She just shook her head while gulping down the pancake dipped

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

had to head to the salon. As I

go,” she said, grabbing my arm. “Are you okay?

breath, trying to hold back my emotions. “I’m doing okay, Aniya. It’s been tough, but I’m managing.’ “Great. If that’s the case, I will be needing 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

always here for you, no matter

me. While going to the salon in her car, I couldn’t help but think about how lucky I was to have Aniya and Ashley in my life. Both my friends were

since I met him. I knew nothing about that man,

with the sudden influx of

complete hold on

to take phone appointments but had to

a manicure of

treatment to a girl while I was busy giving a haircut

two men in the seating area, waiting to get a haircut

who were looking at me expectantly. I walked over

do for you today?” I asked, looking at

“I want a haircut. Would you be able to

weekend, so I had to rush

of time between appointments. But for that, I needed to sacrifice my coffee break, “Sure, I can do that. Let me just grab my

first. The

help but think of the Greek God I had met. I wondered if he would ever come back to

pushed those thoughts aside and focused on giving the man the