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.

How this handsome man ended up under me? I can’t believe it. My friends from the orphanage would have

cheek on that washboard chest and tried to remember how we ended up in this bed entangled in each other. Did we get drunk and

was no more a virgin?

A shiver ran through my body when suddenly I remembered what happened yesterday. The moment my body vibrated, I felt two

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

Of course, stupid.

his hand. His body

lick his face… to devour

movies and novels don’t they go to sleep without their t–shirts on? Only in their shorts or boxers?

stark

down only to disappoint me

shorts. No

down following my gaze. “Don’t worry.

must have also detected that I was frightened. I didn’t know why my question seemed to offend him. His arms lost their grip around me and he sat straight on the edge of

he seemed disturbed?

me. Before I could think that he did not hear me, he spoke again, “No one, means no one.” He tilted his face towards me

The mattress is not a problem for

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

to trust me.

bathroom. My eyes followed him till the door closed behind him. Under that pajamas, his tight ass

was turning into

me for

to keep ourselves busy. To occupy our minds. I always dreamed of becoming rich so

prayers were answered.

going to be a millionaire after one year and I was not supposed

opened, I stood up from the bed. It was giving me anxiety that I had to return to that bedroom. What if

of a fashion magazine had worry lines on his forehead. He had taken a shower and was wearing his old pajamas. This time instead

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