Ouch, My CEO Fiance Fell For His Maid

Ouch! My CEO Fiancé Fell For His Maid Chapter 126

Ouch! My CEO Fiancé Fell For His Maid Chapter 126

6-Out Of His Life

There was a ding, and with it, the elevator doors opened. I stepped out with Adonis following me, and I stopped dead short.

The apartment’s room which seemed like a living room was huge but with a minimalist approach. It was decorated in all grey, with sleek, modern furniture that gave it a sophisticated and elegant feel.

As I took a step forward, Adonis put his hand on my shoulder and gently guided me towards the couch. “Make yourself comfortable,” he said with a smile. ’Can I get you something to drink?” “Water, please,” I replied, feeling a bit overwhelmed by the grandeur of the apartment. As Adonis disappeared into the kitchen, I took a moment to look around.

The living room was impressive, with floor-to-ceiling windows that offered a stunning view of the city skyline. The walls were adorned with tasteful artwork, I was sure at the daytime the room most likely would be filled with natural light that must highlight the space’s unique features even more.

Adonis returned with a glass of water and sat down next to me on the couch. “So, what do you think?” he asked, gesturing around the room.

’It’s amazing, Adonis” I replied, taking a sip of water.

’I’m glad you like it,” Adonis said with a smile, “Should I bring you something else? Maybe a drink?” “No, thanks,” I said leaning back on the couch. I didn’t want to end up in his bathroom peeing.

Not only this place but the man sitting beside me was also remarkable. He didn’t make a move to pounce on me instead kept making the effort to make me feel at home.

Taking a big chug from my glass I again remarked, “I’ve never seen anything like it. Your apartment is… awesome.”

He grinned. “I wasn’t sure if you were going to be impressed or think I was a show-off.”

I raised an eyebrow. “Are you a show-off?”

Adonis chuckled. “Maybe a little bit. But I prefer to think of it as having good taste.”

I rolled my eyes but couldn’t help the smile cracking on my lips, “So, should I be expecting a grand gesture every time we hang out?’

Adonis leaned closer, his eyes sparkling with mischief. “Depends. Are you a fan of helicopter rides and champagne?”

I laughed. “I think I’ll pass that. I’d settle for a nice dinner and good company.’

Adonis leaned back on the couch, still grinning. “Umm. I think I can manage that.”

We spent the time talking and getting to know each other better, interrupted by the sound of Adonis’s phone ringing.

“I am sorry.” He apologized for having to take a call, but I didn’t mind. I used the time to explore the apartment a bit more, admiring the taste and the view.

While he was talking at some distance, I could not move away my eyes from his intimidating figure.

In school, every guy who was muscular or a gym freak used to approach me. Elijah was the only one who captured my heart from the very start. He was never a gym lover, but his intelligence and confidence got me.

He was my man who was lanky and nerdy. Even when I used to close my eyes, I could still see him giving me those teasing smiles.

I never thought I would fall for someone else. And the handsome man, talking on the phone who was also a gym freak? Not at all.

I was here just for s3x. To let him out of my system. I was NOT ready for relationships.

When Adonis hung up, he joined me by the windows. “Sorry about that,” he said. “Work never seems to stop.” ’It’s okay,” I replied. “I understand.”

Adonis turned to face me, his expression was serious. “If you allow me, can I ask you something?” “Sure.” Anything for you handsome.

“When I first met you there was … this strange kind of sadness in your eyes …” I went still. He was quick to shake his head and hold my hand, “I am sorry. I didn’t mean to pry. It’s just that… standing here I again noticed it in your eyes.”

I started taking deep breaths and tried to control my speeding heartbeat.

“Hey,” there was a gentleness in his eyes, “Don’t tell me anything. You can tell me someday when you think you can trust me enough.” He started examining my hand and I started examining his face, “I just wanted to tell you that whenever you are ready, I will be there for you. Please don’t hesitate.”

I looked into Adonis’s eyes, feeling a warmth spread through my chest. ’ Thank you for the offer, Adonis,” I said, smiling. “I… will re…remember about that…”

I tried to speak but couldn’t find the right words.

“I understand,” he was quick to speak, “You want to go slow, and I take it. I respect that. When I first met you in that club I…” he paused and became a bit hesitant, “Sadness wasn’t the only thing that I

noticed.” I waited for him to speak further.

‘Then what else was it apart from my sadness?” I asked him with curiosity. Belongs © to NôvelDrama.Org.

‘Tell me!” I poked my finger into his hard shoulder, “I am waiting! What else did you notice?”

Adonis grinned. “Of course! Your long legs!” “Urgh!” I punched his chest but couldn’t hide my amusement. “Brat! Should I be scared?”

Adonis moved closer, I felt his warm breath against my ear. “Only if you’re scared of having the time of your life.”

As Adonis leaned in, I couldn’t help but feel a shiver run down my spine. His presence alone was intoxicating, and his words sent a thrill through my body.

“You know,” Adonis said, his voice low and husky, “I’ve been thinking about you a lot lately. And now that you’re here, it’s even better than I imagined.”

I swallowed hard, my heart beating faster. ’Really?’ I managed to say.

Adonis nodded, his eyes locked with mine. “Really!” he nodded his head slowly.

I couldn’t help it when I felt the blush creeping up my cheeks.

By now, his lips were hovering just above mine. “Can I kiss you?” he whispered.

I didn’t hesitate to nod, my eyes closing as his lips met mine. It was soft and gentle at first, a tender exploration of each other’s mouths. But soon it deepened, and I found myself lost in the sensation of his mouth.

Adonis pulled away slightly, his aqua-green eyes were dark with desire. ’ God, you’re beautiful,” he breathed, his hands moving to my waist.

I leaned into his touch, my body humming with anticipation. “I want you,” I whispered.

Adonis’s lips curved up as he whispered, “I want you too.”

He kept looking into my eyes and without a word scooped me up in his arms carrying me towards a room that must be his bedroom. As he walked, I couldn’t help but feel a sense of excitement and thrill wash over me.

***

The night was a blur of sensations and emotions, all mingled together in a heady mix. From the moment Adonis kissed me, I knew that I was in for something special. There was a tenderness to his touch that spoke of a deep connection, a sense of understanding that went beyond the physical.

As we explored each other’s bodies, I felt a sense of vulnerability and trust that I had never experienced before. Adonis was gentle and patient, taking his time to make sure that I felt comfortable and cared for.

He seemed to know exactly what I needed, both physically and emotionally, and I found myself completely lost in the moment.

There were moments of laughter and playfulness too. But there were also moments of quiet intimacy when I begged him to make it faster and rough.

I felt a sense of safety and security in Adonis’s arms as if nothing could harm me as long as he was by my side.

I was not supposed to feel any of those things. It was supposed to be a passionate night with no strings attached.

But I guess, I was failing miserably.

As the night wore on, our passion grew more intense, and I found myself giving in completely to the sensations that Adonis was creating in me.

His hands and mouth seemed to be everywhere at once, touching and exploring every inch of my body. But it wasn’t just the physical pleasure that made the night so special – it was the way, Adonis made me feel. He made me feel beautiful and desired, powerful, and vulnerable all at once.

And then, as we lay tangled in each other’s arms, I felt a sense of peace settle over me. For the first time in a long time, I felt truly happy and content, as if I had found something that I had been searching for my whole life. In Adonis’s arms, I felt complete.

As I lay in bed next to Adonis, basking in the afterglow of our night together, I knew that this was just the beginning. There was a sense of excitement and anticipation in the air as if anything was possible.

We fell asleep in each other’s arms when in the middle of the night, I felt him kissing me with passion. I responded to his advances with equal fervor. This time we took more time to explore each other’s bodies.

But once he entered me, it was no more, slow, or sweet, or patient lovemaking. He was groaning with passion, and I was crying when I felt overwhelmed by a mix of more pleasure and a little bit of pain.

My mind was spinning with the intensity of the moment, and I could barely catch my breath as he moved inside me with a fierce urgency.

Every thrust of his body sent waves of ecstasy through me, and I moaned uncontrollably as I surrendered to the overwhelming sensation. His hands were gripping me tightly, and I could feel his hot breath on my neck as he whispered words of desire and need.

As the intensity grew, my body began to tremble with the force of my release. I cried out his name as I shattered into a thousand pieces, my muscles clenching around him as I rode the waves of ecstasy. Finally, as we lay entwined in each other’s arms, I knew that I had experienced something truly incredible. Despite the intensity of our lovemaking, there was a tenderness in the way he held me that made me feel safe and cherished.

***

Maybe it was the change of place or what but when I woke up it was still dark outside. He made me orgasm five times or maybe six times.

I didn’t exactly remember.

Last night I couldn’t notice his bedroom, but now under the soft glow of the night bulb, I noticed the interior. I could not make out the color schemes though. It seemed light grey or cream-colored.

Adonis’s arm was still lying over my nak3d chest. Peeling it from my body, I sat up in bed, as I needed to pee. When my feet touched the floor then I realized the plush thick carpet under my feet.

Wrapping the dark grey sheet around me, I looked for my clothes and found them lying near the door. The way he got rid of my g string…

Remembering it made me chuckle and I headed to the bathroom. After getting done with my business I showered and dressed up.

I didn’t know when he would wake up but now, I needed to head home. Being a gentleman, I knew he would offer me breakfast, but this seemed too much now. He already paid for my lunch and dinner yesterday.

I turned to see the Greek God who was still sleeping like a baby. My purse must be in the living room. So, I tiptoed and left the bedroom, closing the door behind me.

There it was. My purse!

I took out my phone and tried to hold my yawn. There was no message or no phone call from anyone. Once he would wake up, I might ask him to exchange our numbers if he was ready.

Now, what should I do? Wake him up and tell him that I was leaving? Nah! I didn’t want to disturb him. Ok. I will wait for him for one hour. If he would wake up by then, fine. But if he kept sleeping then I would pour a jug of iced water at him. Ha-ha.

I made a small bun of my wet hair. There was an attached hairdryer in the bathroom, but I didn’t want to disturb him.

Just then my eyes fell on something lying on the floor. A black leather wallet.

The poor man must have dropped it in his haste while carrying me to the bedroom. I went ahead and picked it up, resulting in the contents of it slipping out and falling on the floor. They seemed like visiting cards, credit cards, and his ID card.

I picked it all up and didn’t put it back into his wallet. For me, that was a breach of privacy. I placed it all on the dining table so that he could put it back inside. Just then, my eyes fell on the picture on his ID card.

Smiling to myself, I chewed my lower lip and brought it closer to my eyes. But then my heart missed a beat.

I squeezed my eyes, then rubbed them with my fists to clear my vision, and looked at the ID card again. That was unfair! We were playing this unsaid game of not telling our names to each other.

His name was written there.

Elijah Harrison.

Damn!

His name was Elijah.

Oh, God! I gulped down the spit and looked at the bedroom door.

No. I needed to get out of here. No, Elijah again. No, please, God. No, Elijah! Not again!

Putting my phone in my purse hastily, I again looked at the bedroom door with a speeding heartbeat. Holding my purse, I sprinted to the elevator and pressed the button. The elevator doors opened with a ding.

I needed to leave the place. I needed to get out of here before he woke up. Out of this apartment and out of this man’s life.