The Billionaire’s Maid Bride

Chapter 22
Lena didn’t finish her sentence, but Alexa got the hint.
Lena lived a wild life. She loved to go out and party, and when it came to boys... Well, there was no need to go into details.
Alexa blushed a little, “Isn’t that... a bit inappropriate?”
“It’s the 21st century, girl. What’s inappropriate about it? Do you think you’re less than Penelope? You’re from the Bourne family,
the aristocrats of Northfield. The Flanagan family is just small fry.”
Alexa, coming from a prestigious family and being a renowned cellist, had too much pride to be swayed into such behavior. She
shook her head, “I’d rather not.”
Lena rolled her eyes, thinking to herself, What are you playing at?”
As if reading her mind, Lena leaned in mysteriously and whispered, “Alexa, if you keep hesitating, he’ll be married to Penelope
before you know it. If you’re too shy, I can help you.”
With that, Lena quickly walked away. Alexa opened her mouth to stop her, but in the end, she held onto hope and remained
silent.
Elsewhere, Allison had been searching for Daisy at the party but couldn’t find her. Since she was uncomfortable with such
events, she decided to call Daisy.
“Hey, Daisy, where are you?”
“I’m in room 203 and I’m playing cards with some friends. Do you want to come over?”
The music from the party was too loud, and Allison could only make out the word ‘room. She headed to the second floor, “You’re
in which room?”
Before Daisy could answer, Allison’s phone died due to a low battery.
Defeated, she shook her head, put away her phone, and opened the door to room 204.
The room was soundproof and the loud music from the hall below was barely audible.

The room was dimly lit. She called out, “Daisy, are you here?” and took a few steps forward.
Suddenly, she heard a key turning from outside.
Allison quickly turned to open the door, only to find it locked.
A boy holding a key was at the end of the hallway, wrapping his arm around a woman’s waist, “All set.”
Lena smirked. Women like Alexa always played innocent while desiring things deep down and pretended to be noble and
reserved in her presence.
Back in the room, Allison was clueless about what was happening.
She banged on the door, trying to get someone to open it, but it was eerily silent outside. The loud music from downstairs made
her pleas sound insignificant.
The room was filled with a strong, enticing fragrance.
Allison’s head felt heavy. She bit her lip, trying to stay alert.
What was happening?
Why did it suddenly feel so hot?
Suddenly, a strong arm wrapped around Allison from behind, and she was pinned down. She was met with the handsome face of
Lucian!
What was he doing here?
Allison’s thoughts cleared for a moment, but the heat soon took over.
“Um... Mr. Lindberg...
The man turned her around as his warm hand gripped her waist tightly, and his passionate kiss trailed down her neck and then
onto her lips. Her lips were soft and sweet and exuded a floral aroma.