The Billionaire’s Maid Bride

Chapter 287

How the hell did she end up here?

Allison got off the bed and looked down at the white long T-shirt she was wearing. It was long enough to cover her hips and had a loose fit. She sniffed at it, catching a faint whiff of men’s body wash that made her cheeks flush.

Clearly, it wasn’t sleepwear, it was Lucian’s shirt.

She remembered waiting for Heidi by the entrance of Red Jack Club’s underground parking lot last night, expecting to hitch a ride home. But instead, she bumped into a sleazy middle-aged dude with shady intentions. She struggled but got dragged into his car, and everything after that was a blur.

Was she at Magnolia Gardens now? Did Lucian save her last night?

She felt no discomfort, which meant the pery didnt get his way. Relief washed over Allison.

She perched on the edge of the bed. Lucky, the dog, sidled up to her, pressing against her leg, seeming a tad upset she hadn’t paid him any attention.

Allison chuckled, petting his head. “You been here all night?”

his head

checked his dog tag, noting his birthday and name. “Lucky, where are my clothes? Do you know where I

she was supposed to leave the house wearing just a white tee, a

was saying. He just wanted to play. And then he

out of his study, noticing Lucky toddling up the stairs with a toy in his mouth. He slightly raised his eyebrows, he had just gotten out of the shower and still had a towel around his

slid down his

“Woof!”

quick tour around the room, swinging the door open to reveal a walk-in closet to her left.

suits and shirts

was Lucian’s master suite, and this was

deeper shade of red, feeling like she was soaked in Lucian’s scent. The faint smell of his cologne mixed with his unique

frisbee, seemingly eager

to take

few rounds of this, Lucky,

entrance.