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.

Kamilla, and couldn’t

were dilating like

tracing her cheek and then further down, taking in a deep breath. A bold thought popped into Pete’s mind. He was a notorious flirt, always surrounded by women, but he had never been with

status lower than Aidan’s, despite both of them being chummy with

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

Aidan the one the Lindberg family’s favorite little

were about

was about to be his!

an hour

now in a state

and clueless about the identity of

poses, and snapped a couple of

him as soon as

him a once–over. “did you

one’s going to know you were here

a nod.

third floor, David slipped out after making sure Carter was