Ouch! My CEO Fiancé Fell For His Maid

Chapter 65

65-Darkness

Ashley Walters pov

“Ma’am. Are you the same woman who got a snake bite?” the cotton candy man asked me while handing over the thin bamboo sticks to me.

When I nodded, he examined me from head to toe, “I hope you are doing well now.”

“Oh, yes I am.” I started munching one of the beauties in my hands, “Thanks for asking.”

“Who is he by the way?” He threw a casual gaze at Justin who was standing at some distance, “I think I have seen him somewhere.”

“Oh, he is my husband. People often confuse him with some movie star.” I faked a laugh and paid him the amount.

This morning I insisted Justin take a walk outside. We were about to go back home the next day and my heart was sinking by just thinking of it.

I did not want to return home. The politics I used to face from Sarah might take a toll on my mental health in the future. Here I was happy with Justin. He and me. A perfect couple.

I wanted to enjoy these two days to the fullest. Here I had Justin only to myself. No office work. No official meetings.

Throwing the not–so–important thoughts in the backyard of my brain I pasted a smile on my face.

“He was confusing you with someone.” I informed Justin and offered him cotton candy, “but I told him, he is no celebrity. He is my husband.”

Justin’s face seemed to lit up at the mention of the word husband. Oh, how I adored that handsome face

and wanted to stare at it.

with these!” Justin shook his head

in my

cotton candy from all four sticks at once, “some of us do need

tell that. After last night you do need your energy after all.” He

What did he just

from walking and started hitting small punches on his shoulder when I found it shaking with mirth, “Behave yourself, Justin Deluca.” I hissed between clenched

him, I tried to bend down my neck to hide the blush on my cheeks. No matter how much confident I felt during the night, the

want to discuss it

been a little more special because on my insistence he penetrated me, and I did not

it had been toe–curling.

Mind–blowing!

me how to make him happy and I did what

to where we

I again hit his shoulder, “Stop reminding me about last night.”

images from last night flashed through

“didn’t you like it?” He asked me in a serious tone, but I could see that glint dancing in his

want more cotton candy.” I pouted making his jaw

level. Do you know

was a little unsure when I answered him.

“No. Not diabetes.”

“Then what?”

out. So, what you will do? You will try to take that out on me at night when…

sticky and syrupy cotton candy on his

that sticky thing hanging

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