Ouch! My CEO Fiancé Fell For His Maid

45-Three Days To Go

Sarah pov

I got ready and stepped back from the mirror.

“Babe! No one can look this killer in a pencil skirt. Black suits you.” Nadia let out a low whistle and came forward when I raised my hands for a side braid.

“Leave your hair, lady. Your fiancé is accompanying you. Let him see those reddish blond locks.” She gave a light slap on my hand, “You look lovely.”

I shrugged with a reluctant smile and let my hair cascade my shoulders, “Its… just… an official meeting, sweet.”

“Sarah!” Shella called me while making some notes in her diary, “For the party, should I invite Kate?”

Kate was the same redhead who was crazy after Justin and got me stuck with this crazy dare. “Why?” I cocked up a brow arrogantly and pouted, “I don’t want that girl in my house. She is one of those who never got happy when I got engaged to Justin.”

“Hey, sweetie.” Shella closed the diary and turned to me, “Come to think of it. Let that bit*ch meet Ashley. They both would not only hate each other but also might end up murdering the other one. Come to think of it. Your job would be done without any hassle. Ha–ha.”

Hmm. I liked her suggestion. Kate was always jealous of the girls who went near Justin. She had always been my enemy number one.

Belonging to not so poor family, she was quite a pretty and intelligent girl.

“Ok. Put her on that list. After all, this party would be nothing if there won’t be any drama.”

“By the way… Justin is usually punctual. Where is he? You are ready and yet he is nowhere.” Nadia pointed out, “Are you sure he is not busy with that Pashley?”

“Stop making me doubtful about my fiancé,” I wore the diamond studs in my ears, “Pashley was busy reading in the living room. The way she tried to hold her yawn, she might have retired to her room by now.”

I turned to pick up my matching clutch and rubbed my lips together to smoother the lip color.

“Stop it,” Shella rolled her eyes, “You are spoiling the look.”

I giggled and went out.

Justin used to be the one often giving me warnings for not getting late. Strange! Today he was not even bothered if I was ready or not.

when people used to hit on me during parties or official meetings. And

the living room and then decided to give

was not receiving it. I

It was unusual. He had been a punctual fellow. I used to

to his study because that

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Ashley pov

lips were so soft, so velvet against my

I bit them slightly, “Ashley!” He seemed

and licked the region where I just bit him, “Let me taste it some more,

it, kitten!” I felt him shuddering against me, “This is sheer

it felt to dominate a man. I might be eighteen and inexperienced. But what his closeness was making me do

I tried to control the moans when his teeth

me…” He could not complete it.

wanted to do was get rid of my clothes

my c*ilt to his member just to release some of the

I am not an angel, love.” He muttered near my

I told him panting against his cheek. My hands were clutching his shirt madly while his hands did not want

in the make–out session that we couldn’t hear the knock.

door made me jump.

locked.” He tried to steady me

panic, “She might think that we are busy

quickly ran his fingers through his tousled hair, “None of us wanted

I supplied helpfully.

door, “By the way, sit down. You seem like you just had a heated session of s*ex.” I was sure, after hearing that a red

hair and sat down.

with you? You never got late… uh…” Sarah walked in and kept

got busy with the book. “What are you doing here?” Looking at me, she demanded curiously, “Just a few minutes back

little wrinkled otherwise I think we looked

annoyance playing in her eyes that she was not able to mask, “Just make it quick, Justin. We