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 resist

were dilating like crazy

breath. A bold thought popped into Pete’s

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

a lower rank than Aidan’s, thereby putting him

the Lindberg family’s favorite little princess had the hots

things were about to change.

about to

hour

now in a state of disarray on the bed.

awake, and clueless about the identity of the man with

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

as soon

you take care of

is handled. No one’s going to

a nod.

Carter’s lounge on the third floor, David slipped out after making