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.

orphanage would have screamed at the top of their lungs. There was a subtle scowl on

ended up in this bed entangled in each other. Did we get drunk and

I was no more a virgin?

then memories from yesterday started flooding back. A shiver ran through my body when suddenly I remembered what happened yesterday. The moment my

sexy, deep, sleepy voice asked me. Concern was dripping from

me? Of course, stupid. Who

of his hand. His body was deliciously

tongue to lick his

noticed him wearing a t–shirt. In movies and novels don’t they

sometimes stark

to disappoint me further. He was wearing full–length

No

worriedly looked down following my gaze. “Don’t worry. Nobody will ever

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 me and he

he seemed

think that he did not hear me, he spoke again, “No

The mattress is not a problem for me.” I added quickly, “I can

me, “When I said already that no one will mess with you then you got

to trust me.

that, he stood up and went to the bathroom. My eyes followed him till

I was turning into

have spanked me for

always asked us to keep ourselves busy. To occupy our minds. I always dreamed of becoming rich so that I

prayers were answered.

and I was not supposed to do

It was giving me anxiety that I had to return to that bedroom. What if that man would be there again? The thought of staying in that bedroom was

magazine had worry lines on his forehead. He had taken a shower and was wearing his old pajamas. This time instead

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