6- The gorgeous man

Ashley pov

Ugh! I tried to stretch myself. The mattress assigned to me was not comfortable but today it felt like a hardboard.

And that hardboard was snoring slightly. I felt so tired that I did not want to get up. There was nothing to do. Nobody was waiting for me. What’s the use of waking up when I would be getting bored? Or maybe I should pop in some sleeping pills and spend one year sleeping on a couch or my mattress like a dead.

My cheek hurt due to resting on the hardboard so I decided to change the side and lifted my face up. I saw a man sleeping on his back under me. Taking a deep breath, I closed my eyes and rested the other cheek. Just then my eyes went wide.

I was NOT sleeping on my mattress. I lifted my face again and looked up.

Shit!

Who was he? He was not my husband but whoever he was, the man was drop–dead gorgeous. How can a man have such long lashes? Look at those lips. Damn!

If it was a sin to look this handsome, he should have been hanged publicly.

His face was so… sculptured… so… handsome and … so… so…

Perfect!

I kept looking at him to find any imperfections. Nah! I was disappointed. What must be the color of his eyes?

Black?

Blue?

His dark hair was falling on his forehead. Raising my hand slowly, I tried to remove it only to plop back on his face. I chuckled and did that again.

I can’t believe it. My friends from the orphanage would

chest and tried to remember how we ended up in this bed entangled in each

I was no more a

memories from yesterday started flooding back. A shiver ran through my body when suddenly I remembered what happened yesterday. The moment my body vibrated, I

right?” A sexy, deep, sleepy voice asked me. Concern

Of

over placing me on the bed and checked my forehead with the back of his hand. His body was deliciously snugged against mine. His face

lick his face… to devour

him wearing a t–shirt. In movies and novels don’t they

sometimes stark na*ked?

down only to disappoint me further. He was wearing full–length cotton pajamas.

shorts. No nak*edness.

following my gaze. “Don’t worry.

frightened. I didn’t know why my question seemed to

he seemed disturbed?

be his cousin or sibling. He would never believe me. Before I could think that he did

mattress is not a problem for me.” I added quickly, “I can bring my mattress

was still not facing me, “When I said already that no one will mess with

to trust me.

followed him till the door closed behind him. Under

was turning into a creep!

Superior would have spanked me for my impure thoughts.

I always dreamed

were

to be a millionaire after one year and I was not supposed to do anything except eat, sleep and

anxiety that I had to return to that bedroom. What if that man would be there again? The thought of staying in that bedroom

magazine had worry lines on his forehead. He had taken a shower and

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