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.

were dilating like crazy

and then further down, taking in a deep breath. A bold thought popped into Pete’s mind. He was a notorious flirt, always

than Aidan’s, despite both of them being chummy

rank than Aidan’s, thereby putting him at

Lindberg family’s favorite little princess had the

about

about to be his!

an hour

up, looking at Kamilla, now in a state of disarray on the

still out cold, not yet awake, and clueless about the identity of the man with whom she had

a couple of pictures on his phone. Satisfied, he made his exit.

as soon as he emerged

a once–over. “did you take care

to know you were here tonight.”

a nod. “Good.”

floor, David slipped out after making

Lucian and immediately bowed slightly. “Mr.

“Is Carter asleep?”