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.

and couldn’t resist lifting the

were dilating like

thought popped into Pete’s mind. He was a notorious flirt, always surrounded by women,

status lower than Aidan’s, despite both of them

father hold a lower rank than Aidan’s, thereby putting him at

one the Lindberg family’s favorite little princess

were about to change.

about to be

hour

at Kamilla, now in

still out cold, not yet awake, and clueless about the identity of

poses, and snapped a couple of pictures on his phone. Satisfied, he made

to him as soon as

gave him a once–over. “did you take care of the surveillance?”

No one’s going to know you were here tonight.”

a nod.

outside Carter’s lounge on the third floor, David slipped out after making sure Carter was asleep.