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.

chuckled, petting his head. “You been here all

his head up,

name. “Lucky, where are my clothes? Do you know where I left them?”

wondered how she was supposed to leave the house wearing just a white tee, a man’s shirt

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

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

of water slid down his hair, ‘She awake

“Woof!”

a walk-in closet to her left. She stepped in, finding it stuffed with men’s

suits and shirts

was Lucian’s master suite,

a deeper shade of red, feeling like she was soaked in Lucian’s scent. The faint smell of his cologne mixed with his unique aroma sent an indescribable sense

frisbee, seemingly eager to play

down to take the frisbee

it to her side. After a few rounds of this, Lucky, tongue lolling out,