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.

unconscious Kamilla, and couldn’t resist lifting the

were dilating like

A bold thought popped into Pete’s mind. He was a

than Aidan’s, despite both of them being

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

was Aidan the one the Lindberg family’s favorite little princess had

things were about

about to

an hour

now in a state of disarray

awake, and clueless about the identity of the

Kamilla into various poses, and snapped a couple of pictures

to him as soon

“did you take care of the

handled. No one’s going to know you

gave a nod. “Good.”

lounge on the third floor, David slipped