Ouch! my ceo fiancé fell for his maid by Lisa alman novel Chapter 3

Ashley Walters pov:

Despite so many requests, nobody bothered to send me my bag. I was still wearing the same dress that was emitting a sweaty stench.

Yuck!

It had been three days since my wedding. I still hadn’t seen the handsome guy’s face and I was hell curious.

That naked delicious back still popped up in my mind when I was doing nothing. That is for most of the day. Today I took a shower and washed my clothes with that gent’s body wash.

Did I have a choice?

My husband seldom came to his room. Last night he did sleep in his bed and I held my pee waiting for him to go to sleep.

Thank God he didn’t take long.

The maid who used to clean his room and used to bring my three meals to the room was now getting a little bit friendly.

Though I was not allowed to interact with anyone but staying the whole day in a room, waiting for the meals where I was not allowed to even watch TV. This absurd routine had started taking a toll on me.

This afternoon I opened the door just a tiny bit and peeked out.

Good. I could not see anyone outside.

At this point, I was even ready to talk to the man who was my husband. I just wanted someone to talk to.

The maid had told me that the whole floor belonged to my husband and no one was allowed to check the rooms except those selective maids who were responsible for cleaning.

Walking around in drenched clothes, I was not least a bit scared that someone might catch me red-handed.

Who was I? Their pet?

Even a pet has rights.

The long hallway ended at a room. Though there were several but I didn’t try to look inside.

Holding this door’s handle, I was still trying to decide if I should go inside or not when I heard an amused voice behind me.

“Getting bored, sweetheart?

I felt my heart jumping up my throat.

With great might, I turned around slowly and looked at him.

A cute guy who had a scar on his left cheek was standing there. His black bangs were falling on his forehead and the cute smile made him approachable.

“I am… sorry. I …” For some odd reason I suddenly felt thirsty. Licking my lower lip with nervousness I tried to stretch my lips for a smile.

His eyes dipped to my lips for a second.

“Hey!” His face became serious. He raised his hand to brush his knuckles against my cheek, “It’s ok. I was just asking. You are dripping right now making the whole carpet wet. This can land you in trouble.” I nodded and tried to walk past him when he blocked my way.

I looked at him questioningly.

Oh, God. Please. I did not want to lose my ten million dollars. I was kidding a while back when I said I don’t want it.

Holding my hand gently he started walking me to the room, “Let me escort you to your room.” He remarked while his blue eyes gazed at my chest making my heart skip a beat.

Who was he? What was he doing here?

Reaching the room, he opened the door and gestured for me to go inside.

Muttering a quick thank you under my breath I went inside.