Ouch! My CEO Fiancé Fell For His Maid

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11 - Meeting Mr. Elijah (Book 2)
Aniya's pov
Owning a cleaning company certainly comes with its own set of challenges. Customers may have high expectations and
demands, while employees may have their own concerns and issues. It's important to establish rules and guidelines to ensure
that everyone is on the same page and that the business runs smoothly.
As an owner of the cleaning company, I implemented a rule that was supposed to provide the employees with a 10%
commission, based on the amount of revenue generated from my clients.
This was a common practice in sales-based industries, where employees were incentivized to generate more business and
increase revenue.
My mantra was, offering a commission can motivate employees to work harder and provide better service to clients in order to
earn more money. It can also help to increase employee loyalty and reduce turnover, as employees feel valued and appreciated
for their contributions to the company’s success.
"I am supposed to get the commission of cleaning Mr. Bern's house," Jen whined when she held her salary slip.
"Yes. You are right. Except that you never reached there, and I had to send a replacement urgently because the lady could not
stop herself to use cuss words on the phone. So no, Jen. You don't deserve that commission.”
'Think of it again! I might leave, Aniya!" She cocked up an eyebrow and placed her palms on my desk. I didn't even bother to
raise my head.
"Don't forget to talk to Natalya about your clearance," I said busily and got up to make some coffee for myself. She was my old
employee and initially used to blackmail me a lot.
Not anymore. At that time, I was an amateur in the business but later my dearest Justin taught me so well. Lately, he had
become my go-to person.
Jen let out a huff and slammed the salary slip on my desk. "This is not fair, Aniya. I deserve that commission, regardless of
whether I reached Mr.
Bern's house or not. You should have given me a heads-up before sending a replacement."

I raised my head and looked Jen in the eye. "I did try to reach you, Jen. I called you several times and even sent you text
messages, but you didn't respond. I couldn't afford to lose that client, so I had to send a replacement."
Jen crossed her arms and glared at me. "I had an emergency, okay? My sister was in the hospital, and I had to rush there. I
didn't have my phone with me."
I sighed and rubbed my temples. "Jen, I understand that emergencies can come up, but you have to inform me or someone else
in the company if you cant make it to a job. You can't just leave us hanging like that. And in this case, you didn't even inform us
that you couldn't make it to Mr. Bern's house. We had to find out from the client herself."
Jen rolled her eyes. "Fine, whatever. But I still think I deserve that commission."
I shook my head. "I'm sorry, Jen. You didn't complete the job, so you don't get the commission. That's how it works."
Jen let out a frustrated sigh and stormed out of my office. As I watched her go, I couldn't help but feel a twinge of guilt. I knew
that Jen was going through a tough time with her sister in the hospital, but she also couldn't afford to lose clients and revenue for
the company.
As I sipped my coffee, I made a mental note to check in with Jen later and see if she could use some help. I also made a note to
talk to Natalya about her clearance issues and ensure that everything was resolved properly.
Running a cleaning company was no easy task, but I was determined to make it work with the help of my trusted employees.
I stretched and straightened in my seat.
"I need to get laid beneath a handsome guy," I muttered to myself and opened my laptop. It was a continuous hassle to keep

track of the cleaning staff and clients.
Man! I was missing that icy blue-eyed handsome. Marwick Garner. The way he used to throw those se*xy smiles my way.
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To T To move my focus away from the hot stud, I engrossed myself in my work. I was still in my office, surrounded by piles of
paperwork and invoices.
I let out a sigh of relief when I heard a brief knock on the door before it opened to reveal Emily, one of my trusted employees.
"Hey Emily, thanks for coming in today," I said with a smile.

Emily returned the smile and walked past me towards the backroom. "No problem, Aniya. I'm happy to help out. I'm just here to
collect some stuff and supplies from the backroom."
I nodded and turned back to my paperwork. I had a lot to do today, including ordering some new cleaning supplies for the
company.
"Speaking of supplies, did you order the bleaching agents from the company?" Emily's voice suddenly boomed through the
office, making me wince.
"Uh, no, not yet," I replied, rubbing my ears. "I was just about to get started on that."
Emily let out a small chuckle. "Sorry about that, Aniya. I forget how loud my voice can be sometimes."
I grinned wryly. "It's okay, Emily. I'm used to it by now." I winked.
Emily grinned and disappeared into the backroom again, leaving me to get started on the tedious task of ordering the cleaning
stuff.
As I typed away at my laptop, I couldn't help it when Marwick's face again popped up before my eyes.
"Stop it. He is not mine!" I growled at myself.
It was good that he was still waiting for his wife but at least he could have considered me for a one-night stand. Urgh. How
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I was not looking for any commitment, but I wanted Marwick out of my system. For once and for all. Eve had been asking me to
forget about the man. He was Ashley's brother and there was a high chance that he considered us as his sisters.
For the next hour, I didn't dare to raise my head from the laptop when I heard a knock on my office door. I didn't bother looking
up at first, assuming it was one of my employees coming to collect supplies from the back room. But when the knock persisted, I
began to feel irritated.
"What?" I snapped, looking up from my laptop. But when I saw who was standing in the doorframe, I froze.
"Tyler?" I whispered, disbelief etched on her face.
"How are you?" Tyler asked, hooking his thumbs in his pockets, and looking around my office as if seeing it for the first time.

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This was not the first time he was gracing me with his visit.
"What are you doing here?" I demanded, a hint of anger creeping into my voice. "I told you not to visit me again. Or have you
become a lawyer already?" I couldn't help but mock him, remembering all the times he had claimed to be studying law when we
were seeing each other.
"Look, Aniya," Tyler began, but I cut him off.
"Oh, what should I call you? A lawyer or a liar?" I scoffed. "All that time you kept making me a fool by telling me that you were
studying law. You even made a fake divorce decree too. Have some shame, Tyler and leave!"
Tyler remained silent, still standing in the middle of my office. I couldn't believe that he had the audacity to show his face again
after all that he had put me through. I took a deep breath, trying to calm myself down.
"What do you want, Tyler?" I asked, turning my voice cold and measured.
Tyler hesitated for a moment before finally speaking up. "I need your help, Aniya. I'm in trouble and I don't know who else to turn
to. My bookstore needs some help."
I raised an eyebrow, skeptical of Tyler's sudden change of heart. But as I looked into his eyes, I could see the desperation and

fear in them. Maybe he really did need my help.
"Really? What help do you need, Tyler?" I asked with my tone still guarded.
"Look, I'm sorry, Aniya. I'm sorry for lying to you," Tyler said, his voice laced with regret. "But I couldn't sleep after that. You were
always on my mind."
I let out a humorless laugh. "And now you want to come crawling back? Is that it?"
"No, Aniya, that's not it," Tyler said, stepping closer to me, "I mean, I do want to make things right with you. But that's not why I'm
here."
"Then why are you here, Tyler?" I asked him again, folding my arms across my chest.
Tyler hesitated for a moment before finally speaking up. "I need help with my bookstore audit. But I also want us to be together
again, Aniya. Please.
I still love you."

My heart skipped a beat at his words, but I quickly regained my composure. "You expect me to help you with this audit sh*it,
forgive you, and take you back after everything you put me through?" I asked, my voice tinged with anger.
"I know I messed up, Aniya. And I know it's going to take time for you to trust me again," Tyler said, desperation creeping into his
voice. "But I'm willing to do whatever it takes. I just want a chance to make things right between us."
I shook my head, trying to clear my thoughts. I had always been attracted to Tyler, despite his flaws. But I couldn't ignore the hurt
and betrayal that he had caused me. "Could you really give him another chance?" Someone in my head tried to reason with me.
"I need some time to think about this, Tyler," I finally said, my voice softening slightly. "I can't just take a decision like this on the
spot."
"I understand, Aniya. Take all the time you need,” Tyler said, looking relieved that I was at least considering his plea.
I nodded, watching as Tyler made his way to the door. As he was about to leave, I called out to him.
"Tyler, if we do get back together, you have to promise me one thing,” she said, her voice firm.
"Anything, Aniya," Tyler said, turning back to face her.
"You can't lie to me again. Ever!” I tried to warn him.
"Done!”
"And we are NOT starting any relationship. You won't expect any kind of friendship, we used to share once. If you accept it, fine.
Otherwise, F*ck off! For your audit? Let me know what I can do." After all, he did so many things for me in the past.
I wish I could tell how embarrassed I was when I got to know about his lies. He was never a lawyer and just did it to impress me
and get into my pants.
Pathetic human! Huh!
He had left and I was already thinking of the way I could spend my nights with him. No matter who the guy was. I could always
imagine Marwick in his place. Right?
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After paying the driver, I stepped out of the cab and was about to head towards my apartment building when my gaze fell upon a
luxurious car parked nearby. It looked familiar, but I couldn't seem to remember where I had seen it before.
As I was lost in thought, the owner of the car seemed to notice me, looking at it. He stepped out of the car, and I couldn't help but
notice how handsome and distinguished he looked with his tall build and sharp features.
"Mr. Elijah?" I whispered under my breath, recognizing him from Justin's party where he had been openly trying to flirt with Eve.
He nodded at me and jogged over. "Hello, Ms. Aniya," he said, trying to smile as he looked around. "Can we talk, Ms. Aniya?"
I was hesitant, wondering what he wanted from me. But he didn't seem like a creep, so I decided to hear him out. "What is it
about?" I asked him.
"Evelyne!" he said, and just hearing that one word made my senses go on high alert. What did he want from Eve?
"There's a coffee shop down the lane. We can walk there and talk," he suggested.
I agreed, and he quickly instructed someone on his phone to move his car. Maybe his driver, "Once I'm done, I'll call you here,"
he said, flashing me a subtle smile. "Shall we, Ms. Aniya?"
We started walking towards the coffee shop, and I couldn't help but feel nervous about what he was going to say about Eve.
My mind was racing with different scenarios, and I wondered if I was making a mistake by agreeing to meet him.