The Billionaire’s Maid Bride

Chapter 101

Up on the second floor of the Starlight Hotel, a guy decked out in a black waiter’s uniform whipped out his phone. After a quick look around to make sure no one was watching, he gave a heads up to the guy on the other end of the line. Pete, Kamilla Lindberg is in the lounge. She’s alone. Aidan didn’t touched her He’s left.”

“Keep Kamilla on lock. I’m on my way.”

About ten minutes later, Pete rolled up.

Logan, keep an eye on the door.” He instructed and then made a beeline for the lounge

Scattered on the floor were women’s clothes.

He halted, bent down, and picked up Kamilla’s intimate apparel–a light pink number with lacy trimmings. He brought it close to his nose and took a good, long whiff.

Faint rose scent, mixed with Kamilla’s own aroma.

Pete’s mind was racing

Kamilla had been knocked out cold by Aidan. Now, she was sprawled on a bed, barely covered by a thin blanket.

Pete eyed the unconscious Kamilla, and couldn’t resist lifting the blanket.

dilating

her cheek and then further down, taking in a deep breath. A bold thought popped into Pete’s mind. He was a notorious flirt, always surrounded by women, but he had never been with a high–society

was his status lower than Aidan’s, despite both of them being chummy with the Lindberg

did his father hold a lower rank than Aidan’s, thereby putting

Lindberg family’s favorite little princess had the hots for?

things were about

about to be

an hour

in a state of disarray on the

clueless about the identity of the man with whom

couple

as soon as he emerged “Pete”

you

is handled. No one’s going to

a nod.

lounge on the third floor, David slipped out after

and immediately bowed slightly. “Mr. Lindberg”

“Is Carter asleep?”