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.

pupils were dilating like

bold thought popped into Pete’s mind. He was a notorious flirt, always surrounded by women, but he had never been

than Aidan’s, despite both

lower rank than Aidan’s, thereby putting

Aidan the one the Lindberg family’s

were about to

was about to

hour later

in

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

into various poses, and snapped a couple of pictures on his phone.

came up to him as soon as

“did you

to know you were here tonight.”

gave a nod. “Good.”

David slipped out after making sure Carter

and immediately bowed slightly. “Mr.

“Is Carter asleep?”