Ouch! My CEO Fiancé Fell For His Maid

Chapter 6

6- The gorgeous man

Ashley pov

Ugh! I tried to stretch myself. The mattress assigned to me was not comfortable but today it felt like a hardboard.

And that hardboard was snoring slightly. I felt so tired that I did not want to get up. There was nothing to do. Nobody was waiting for me. What’s the use of waking up when I would be getting bored? Or maybe I should pop in some sleeping pills and spend one year sleeping on a couch or my mattress like a dead.

My cheek hurt due to resting on the hardboard so I decided to change the side and lifted my face up. I saw a man sleeping on his back under me. Taking a deep breath, I closed my eyes and rested the other cheek. Just then my eyes went wide.

I was NOT sleeping on my mattress. I lifted my face again and looked up.

Shit!

Who was he? He was not my husband but whoever he was, the man was drop–dead gorgeous. How can a man have such long lashes? Look at those lips. Damn!

If it was a sin to look this handsome, he should have been hanged publicly.

His face was so… sculptured… so… handsome and … so… so…

Perfect!

I kept looking at him to find any imperfections. Nah! I was disappointed. What must be the color of his eyes?

Black?

Blue?

His dark hair was falling on his forehead. Raising my hand slowly, I tried to remove it only to plop back on his face. I chuckled and did that again.

believe it. My friends from the orphanage would have screamed at the top of their lungs. There was a subtle scowl on his face even when he was

again placed my cheek on that washboard chest and tried to remember how we ended up in this bed

was no more a virgin? Sigh!

body when suddenly I remembered what happened

voice asked

Of course, stupid. Who

checked my forehead with the back of his hand. His body

his face… to

novels don’t they go to sleep without their t–shirts on? Only in their shorts or boxers?

stark

to disappoint me further. He was wearing full–length cotton pajamas.

shorts. No

you hear me?” He worriedly looked down following my gaze. “Don’t worry.

I asked in a weak voice. Like me, he must have also detected that I was frightened. I didn’t know why my question seemed to offend him. His arms lost their grip around

he seemed disturbed?

course, my husband must be his cousin or sibling. He would never believe me. Before I could think that he did not hear me, he spoke again, “No one, means no

instead of going to my room? The mattress is not a problem for

“When I said already that no one

to trust me.

him

I was turning into a

me for my impure

always dreamed of becoming rich so that I could spend one year doing

were

was going to be a millionaire after one year and I was not supposed to do anything except

to return to that bedroom. What if that man would be

of the cover of a fashion magazine had worry lines on his forehead. He had taken a

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