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.”

door and went out to what seemed like a dining

Keith was coming after me,

turned to him, “Do you not realize Keith? Justin is your friend

now, “The same Justin whose missing wife you were looking

shouted at him and pushed

not seem to budge from

at me, “WHY DON’T YOU

SKULL!”

pent–up anger was now coming out

into my chest, “You are not happy 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 are running after he is no more there. You are not after Justin

did not let me speak, “Shh. Quiet now!” He raised his index finger, “Tell me one thing, Sarah.” He pasted a sarcastic smirk on his

to this. Or maybe I did know the answer, but I did not want to acknowledge

think… Sarah… I… think that he

my hand and turned on

same old Keith who had been painfully and brutally honest all his life. He not only came

I kept

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

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

I strolled out of his house.

Ashley Walters pov

your parents. Does money really

recliner. His arm was around me and

Except one.” He

gave a quick peck

him and he this time removed the loose t–shirt down

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

How 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 little Ashley inside me yearns for

his both arms tightened around me like a

mean that you want this?” He asked me and rolled

a teary giggle escaped my lips, “tell me. Or should I make it cozier?”

You are crushing my bones!” I yelped in his tight embrace and reached over

kiss is not enough.” He pouted

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

like a

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

night.”

explains why you are behaving so wildly.” He teased me with a straight face and then slowly his smile

asked him giggling.

me… love.”

“What?”

a few minutes back… You called me, love.” He whispered, “You never called

into his amber eyes. Shouldn’t he be the one who

love to me?