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.

his head. “You been

head up, “Woof!”

name. “Lucky, where are my clothes?

was supposed to leave the house wearing just a white tee,

apparently unable to comprehend what she was saying. He just wanted to play. And

slightly raised his eyebrows, he had just gotten out of the shower and still had a

water slid down his hair, ‘She awake yet?”

“Woof!”

door open to reveal a walk-in closet to her

suits and shirts

this bedroom was Lucian’s master suite, and this was his bed?

she was soaked in Lucian’s scent. The faint smell of his cologne mixed with his unique

frisbee, seemingly eager to play

take the frisbee from his mouth and

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