Ouch! My CEO Fiancé Fell For His Maid

Chapter 123

3-Still An Adonis (Book 2)

I felt a mix of shock and excitement as Adonis leaned in and whispered in my ear calling me long legs. My staff was still watching us, and I could feel their eyes on me as I tried to compose myself.

I took a step back from him and looked up, trying to gauge his intentions. Was he just playing with me, or did he really like me?

He must have sensed my hesitation because he took a step forward and reached out to touch my arm, "This was the first thing I noticed about you when we met in that club. Your legs."

I could sense my cheeks heating up to his gaze. Thankfully his low whispers were not audible to others... except that man sitting on the stylist's seat.

I nodded, still feeling a little dazed, I managed to say. "I appreciate your honesty... Adonis!"

He smiled, "I don't like playing games, long legs. Life's too short for that, you know?"

I nodded again, feeling a surge of admiration for him. How right he was! Who would know about this bitter truth of life better than me? Life was too short indeed.

He was so different from the other guys I had dated for the past two years, who always seemed to be playing some kind of game or trying to impress me with their wealth or status or fake cockiness.

Adonis seemed genuine, down-to-earth, and refreshingly honest. I couldn't wait to get to know him better, and I hoped that our coffee date the next morning would just be the beginning of something special.

"Earth to, Evelyne. He has left!" I heard Mrs. Margret bellowing, followed by laughter from the people around me.

"Uh, oh. Where is this customer?" I asked about the man who was waiting for the haircut trying to wipe that embarrassing drool off my face.

"He already left with your man," June said teasingly and got busy with her business. That man had paid but left without getting my services.

I needed to return his money. But how? Tomorrow I will ask Adonis to share his details. They both seemed to know each other quite well.

I just could not wait for the day to get over.

Tomorrow morning, we were meeting for coffee! Yayy! This time I gave a fu *ck if my staff was looking at me. It was hard to control that silly smile quickly spreading on my lips.

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"What the hell is going on here?" Aniya came inside my room and ran a gaze. A surprised gasp left her mouth as expected. The true crisp and proper Evelyne had her clothes all over the room.

"I just can't seem to decide what to wear for our tomorrow's coffee meet­up.” I kept throwing my t-shirts on the floor.

"Ok. B...But can't you just wear your work clothes?" She rolled her eyes, trying to knock some sense into me.

"No!" I complained, "I want to wear a skirt." I usually preferred denim pants to work. But that day, when I met Adonis, I was wearing a short skirt that showed off my long legs.

He was not the first one who complimented them.

"He called me, long legs. He liked my legs!" I pouted and placed my hands on my hips.

"He called you what?" Aniya’s mouth was hung open at that.

She shook her head and walked over to where I was standing, picking up one of the shirts from the floor. "Eve, you can't do this. You can't change yourself for some guy. You're perfect just the way you are."

I rolled my eyes. "I know. I'm not changing myself, Aniya. I'm just having fun with my style. Is that so wrong?" "But you're not having fun. You're stressing yourself out over what to wear for a guy. You don't need to impress anyone, especially not some guy who only likes you for your legs."

I huffed. "You don't understand, Aniya. He seems different. He's not like those other guys out there who wanted to get laid right after the first meetup." "Come on, Eve. There is no warning written on their faces. You need to keep your heart intact and safe. They're all the same. They only want one thing."

I glared at her. "You sound bitter, Aniya." I even managed to stick my tongue out.

Aniya's eyes narrowed. "I'm not bitter, silly. I just don't want you to make any mistakes. I don’t want you to get hurt in all this. You deserve someone who likes you for who you are, not just your legs."

He's interested in what I have to say, not just how I look." "Then why do you feel the need

But you don't need to dress a certain way to feel confident. You should feel confident in

pile of clothes on the floor and

For now, let's go

I chuckled. "Thanks, girl."

and pulled me towards

due to my coffee meetup as I couldn't afford more than

a small

Aniya said, "Let's find you something comfortable to wear. You don't

nodded in agreement. "You're right." But what to do with my disturbing

Eve. You always do. Let's look

closet, pulling

a blue sundress and said, "What

my head. "I wore that when I

understanding and kept searching. She pulled out a yellow flowy top and

let's not do anything

how this brat

let it be natural. You have beautiful jet black hair and I wish I could

moment before agreeing. "Okay, I

"Good. Now go

I didn't need to change who I was or dress a certain way

***Top of Form

there. I never witnessed this classic beauty in our neighborhood.

speeding heartbeat, I entered there and looked around. I was ten minutes early. I hoped

my shoulder, I stepped ahead and found him sitting on a round table in the

was

and he looked so ... so good in that black shirt and black dress

deep breath and walked towards him. As I got closer, he looked up from his phone and our eyes met. A smile spread across his face, and

standing

replied, my heart

a gentleman. I couldn't help but notice how good he smelled. It was a mix of his

we sat down, he

when the waitress left, he asked me casually about my morning schedule, and I told him about my daily morning rush to get ready for work. He listened intently, and I found myself getting lost

panicking that how would I carry on

about you?" I asked,

usual. Meetings, emails, the

in understanding. "I know the feeling. Sometimes it takes away all

but there was an underlying tension

my cheek. "I hope it's not too soon," he whispered, "I've been thinking about you this whole damn

of desire. "Oh

nodded, his eyes locked with mine. "Yeah. I couldn't get

the sexual tension but then quickly

must be imagining it. Well, I could say the same

back, "Are you done with your coffee? Should I order something else for you?" "I'm actually still sipping on it," I said, trying to sound composed.

crinkled at the corners. "No problem. Take your time,

and I found myself stealing glances at him. He was handsome, with strong features and a hint of

hobbies?" he asked, breaking the silence. I shrugged and didn’t know what to

a twinge of embarrassment as I realized I didn't have much to share about my hobbies. "Honestly, I haven't really had much time for

with genuine interest. "What do you

walks. And sometimes I'll binge-watch a show on Net***flix." I said with a faint smile while I

it was just the work, eat, and

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