Ouch! My CEO Fiancé Fell For His Maid

63- Feast: My Turn

Sarah pov

When I woke up, my first reaction to the peculiar surroundings was, maybe I was kidnapped and kept in a room. Keith might be living in a nonfancy place, but his bedroom was opposite the exterior of the house.

It was modernly furnished with top–quality wood furniture. A big LED was installed on the ceiling while a high–brand grey colored room fridge was placed in a corner.

“Good morning.” The sleepy voice beside me made me go still and it all started coming back to me. How he started kissing me. How he brought me here to his place and how I came here willingly.

God! We were not even drunk.

And not even for a moment I thought of Justin. The love of my life.

Oh, my God! Wasn’t I engaged to him? Didn’t I just have sex with his best friend on his back?

The thought was enough to make me gag. I sat up straight and realized I was not wearing anything under

the sheets.

“Sarah!” I felt the confusion in Keith’s voice.

“Sorry, Kevin. I need to go.” I tied the sheet around me and got up.

“Did something happen? I mean…” He trailed off when he saw me looking for my clothes, wandering in the room. He was sitting there on the bed silently observing me.

“Nothing happened, Keith Kevin Bernard.” I said without looking at him, “Nothing happened. It’s just that fate is playing with me.”

I found my bra lying under the bed. I hurled all my belongings on my arm and went to the bathroom with the sheet still tightly clutched around me.

“There is an extra toothbrush in there, Sarah.” I heard Keith after locking the door.

“OK!” I answered back and quickly washed my body thoroughly to wipe away the scent of the man. All I wanted to do right now was sit in the shower and cry.

But no. This was not the time. I needed to go back home. I could cry later.

“I hope everything is good!” Keith tried talking to me when I came out of the bathroom. I started brushing my hair with a poker face. I wanted to look presentable while leaving the place. Justin never liked crybabies. And I was not planning to become one.

“Sarah!” He had just touched my shoulder when I shoved away his hand and started scurrying to the door

aggressively.

“Listen, Sarah.” I felt him coming after me, “I know you are disturbed…”

“DISTURBED?” I spun around in resentment, “YOU THINK I AM DISTURBED, KEVIN?” the tears were now flowing down on my cheeks.

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“… I just stabbed Justin!” I sobbed, “Behind his back and could not keep it in. I …” I cried. Kevin tried to hold me, but I raised my hands in defensive mode, “See?” I laughed sarcastically, “I spent the night with a man. That too his best friend.”

and went out to what seemed like a

Keith was coming after

my hands on my waist I turned to him, “Do you not realize Keith? Justin is your

by now, “The same Justin whose missing

I shouted at him and pushed

but did not

at me, “WHY DON’T YOU GET

SKULL!”

was now coming out of me in the form of tears.

with this one–night stand? Fine! We don’t have any emotional attachment towards each other, Sarah.” He said tiredly and pulled a chair out, “The man you

speak, “Shh. Quiet now!” He raised his index finger, “Tell me one thing, Sarah.” He pasted a

did not have an answer to this. Or maybe I did know the answer, but I did

Sarah… I… think that he has

my hand and turned

He is getting involved with her.” He screamed behind me. The same old Keith who had been painfully and brutally honest all his life. He

I kept walking.

problem is NOT Justin’s marriage here. It’s not that girl either. Spare her. Spare

turned to him slowly. By now I was no more crying, “I can’t breathe when he is not here, Keith. I just can’t. I promise you, Keith Kevin Bernard. Soon Justin will throw her out and you will be standing there celebrating my victory.” I nodded at him. He was listening to me silently. Not giving any response, “When she will be out of his life. He will again be mine. You just wait and watch!” I started walking but then turned around, “And guess what, Keith? You were right. I am indeed a

that, I strolled out of

Ashley Walters pov

your childhood, Justin? I mean without your parents. Does money really buy you all

lying beside him sharing the same recliner. His arm was around me and we both

Except one.” He

gave a quick peck on my lips.

and he this time removed the loose t–shirt down my shoulder and

say, I was never contented.” Brushing his knuckles on my cheek he brought his face closer to

was life at the orphanage?”

it was bad. But that warm love feeling was missing. The way a child is supposed to get warm and cuddly hugs from his parents. I missed that. That

both arms tightened around me

this?” He asked me and rolled me over his hard

cheek and a teary giggle escaped my lips, “tell me. Or should

I yelped in his

enough.” He pouted and again started tightening around

his nose tip and then took him by surprise by digging my teeth in the soft flesh of

Don’t act like a werewolf, Ashley.”

can’t help it, love,” I said fluttering my eyes, “I watched a werewolf movie last

night.”

you are behaving so wildly.” He teased me

I asked him giggling.

called me…

“What?”

me, love.” He whispered, “You never called

went quiet after that and looked into his amber eyes. Shouldn’t he be the

love to me?