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?”

head up,

birthday and name. “Lucky, where are

wearing

unable to comprehend what she was saying. He just wanted to play. And then he walked out

up the stairs with a toy in his mouth. He slightly raised his eyebrows, he had just gotten out of the

of water slid down his hair, ‘She awake yet?”

“Woof!”

to reveal a walk-in closet to her

suits and shirts

Lucian’s master suite,

smell of his cologne mixed with his unique aroma sent an indescribable sense of shyness and ambiguity

trotted over with a frisbee, seemingly eager to

down to take the frisbee from

After a few rounds of this, Lucky, tongue lolling out,

entrance.