Ouch! my ceo fiancé fell for his maid by Lisa alman novel Chapter 121

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.

As I drove, I couldn't help but steal glances at him through the 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 special, someone who might change my life forever.

Or was I just being an emotional fool?

As I drove down the street at a snail’s pace, I realized that I made a mistake by not asking his name. I had been so caught up in his perfection and his protectiveness that I just could not find it in myself to ask it.

I pulled over to the side of the road and turned off the engine, feeling a pang of regret. Should I go back and ask him his name? Was it too late?

F*ck, Eve! You are a loser!

Before I could make up my mind, I saw him walking towards my car. My heart skipped a beat as he approached the window, leaning down to look inside. I immediately slid down the window.

"Hey," he said, this time with a small smile on his lips. "I just wanted to make sure you were okay." "Uh. I... I am ... fine. I am good!" I smiled and started the engine again," Bye."

Oh, please, stop me and tell me your name. Please please, please. I don’t want to sound clingy. I just want you to find me different.

"Bye," he whispered.

"Nice meeting you, Adonis," I said and drove away at full speed. This time I didn't dare to look in the rearview mirror.

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"Ha-ha! Ha-ha!” Aniya could not seem to stop laughing, "You didn't even ask his name! You called him Adonis and left? I can’t believe it?" "Stop laughing!" I spat. Sitting on the dining table with a coffee mug in my hand, my chin was leaning on my other palm, i "If he was so handsome and you found him so attractive, you should have asked something about him. Now you know nothing except you met him in a club."

This was breakfast time and Aniya was doing the honors of pulling my leg.

"I called him Adonis because he looked like a Greek God. Now quit discussing that Adonis and make me breakfast, Aniya!"

Aniya chuckled, "Alright, alright. But you know what they say, Eve.

Opportunity knocks only once. Who knows, you might never see him again."

I groaned, "Don't remind me. But it’s not like I’m looking for a relationship right now."

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

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

Aniya shrugged, "Suit yourself. But if you do see this Adonis again, don’t let him slip 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. That Layla Hayat though. Psst." She clicked her tongue and curved down her lips.

I laughed at her joke. The girl wanted to date and sleep with every hot guy on this planet. This time, I couldn't deny the truth in her words.

As much as I wanted to pretend that I didn't care, a part of me was already imagining what it would be like to see him again.

But for now, I focused on enjoying my breakfast with Aniya and trying not to think too much about the handsome stranger who had crossed my path.