Ouch! My CEO Fiancé Fell For His Maid

10- Dinner without him

Ashley’s pov

Thankfully my Excel sheet experience proved to be of some use. Whatever Justin wanted, I not only got it in a jiffy but also started doing it on a PC placed in the corner of the study.

He got busy with his laptop on his desk and kept taking his official calls. Once I started doing my job, we did not talk much except I once asked him if I could start munching Doritos.

A man whose name was Alex delivered large bags of Doritos to the office. The moment Justin nodded at me to go ahead I beamed and got busy.

While doing my work I was aware of his strong presence in the room. I could feel the occasional glances, he was throwing in my direction.

It felt like working near him was making him happy.

My work was going smoothly when I got stuck at a company’s name. I couldn’t remember if I was supposed to include its calculation or not.

“Justin. Do I have to include this company’s calculations or leave it?” I asked him when he was talking to someone on call. Now it was counted as bad manners to disturb someone midst of a conversation.

He nodded his head giving me his approval and said into the phone, “It’s Ashley, Sarah. I think I need to disconnect the call. We need to get done with the job today before evening.”

Whoever, he was talking to, seemed to know about me. Who was Sarah?

“Bye, Sarah!” He placed his phone on the desk and stood up stretching his gorgeous body.

The man had panther–like grace. Straightening, he gave me his signature dimpled smile and started walking towards me.

“Show me, how much you have done.” He was about to lean behind me to look at the monitor screen when I quickly shifted sideways to let him sit on the chair.

“Don’t move, kitten!” He held my shoulders firmly and brought his face closer to mine. The strong male perfume hitting my nostrils was making me sweat.

gulped down trying to remember that I needed to inhale Oxygen.

screen. I tilted my head a little to look at

Like very close!

His straight nose.

Those long eyelashes.

to focus on the PC.” There was amusement in his

must be thinking that I am a

He turned his head towards me and looked into

handsome!” I shrugged nonchalantly but

could decide what he was trying to do,

me, “I have asked them to bring us lunch.” He said busily again concentrating

it for me or both of us?

of us when a woman in her early forties entered and started instructing the staff to set the dishes on the table placed in the couch sitting area. I wonder why Helga did

feel hungry at all.” I tried to complain with a pout.

had snacks.” He pointed his index finger towards me as a warning, “But no compromise on your meal,

but finger–licking. I was the one who told him I could not eat anymore due to my stuffed tummy and here I finished

a good girl.” He seemed happy that I finished my

I had this silly drool on my

Excel sheet. I tried holding

He encouraged me without even looking… Without making me feel that his eyes were constantly watching me.

Doritos wrapper was almost empty by now. I sat on the sofa, but it was so

stay there just for five minutes, but slowly, my eyes fluttered close. Now I did not know if it was a dream or

There was a grin on his face while looking at me. I wanted to ask him with my half–opened eyes, what he found so

to ask it later after my five minutes power

up and found Justin talking to someone on phone in a hushed tone. He did not want to disturb my