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

tilted his head

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

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

what she was saying. He just

the stairs with a toy in his mouth. He slightly raised his eyebrows, he had just

slid down his

“Woof!”

a quick tour around the room, swinging the door open to reveal a walk-in closet to her left. She

suits and shirts

bedroom was Lucian’s master suite, and this was

smell of his cologne mixed with his unique aroma sent an indescribable sense of

trotted over with a frisbee, seemingly eager to

bending down to take the frisbee from his

few rounds