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.

game to me. How this handsome man ended up under me? 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

no more

I remembered

all right?” A sexy, deep, sleepy voice asked me. Concern was dripping from

he talking to me? Of

rolled 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 was so close to me that I could

lick his

I noticed him wearing a t–shirt. In movies and novels don’t they go to sleep without their t–shirts on? Only in their shorts

stark

me further. He was wearing full–length

No

looked down following my gaze. “Don’t worry. Nobody will ever hurt you in

frightened. I didn’t know why my question seemed to offend him. His arms lost their grip around me and he sat straight on

he seemed disturbed?

Before I could think that he did not hear me, he spoke again, “No

I stay here instead of going to my room? The mattress is not a problem for me.” I added quickly, “I can

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

to trust me.

followed him till the

turning into a creep!

spanked me for

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

were answered.

after one year and I was not supposed to do

that bedroom. What if that man would be there again? The

crying?” The handsome who seemed straight out of the cover 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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