The Billionaire's Maid Bride novel Chapter 750

He reached out and gently lifted her chin, his eyes lingering on her blushing cheeks. Her skin was porcelain, turning a vivid red with each hint of shyness, especially on her ears.

Allison's fingers hesitated before tracing the contours of the man's abs. This guy was like a walking Adonis—lean, broad-shouldered, and rocking a six-pack that managed to be impressive without being over the top. It was like the universe had played favorites, blessing him with rugged good looks, a silver-spoon heritage, and a body that looked sculpted by the gods.

She reached out, adjusting the tie on his bathrobe. "You should dry your hair; don't catch a cold."

The man's arms were cool to the touch, probably from a cold shower to tame the heat riddling his body. Allison went to the bathroom to look for a hairdryer but couldn't find one. She pushed the door open and walked out.

With a mask covering her face, she approached the reception desk. "Excuse me, do you have a hairdryer I could use?"

"Sure, just remember to bring it back when you're done. Others might need it too."

Allison collected the hairdryer and was heading back upstairs when she encountered two men, probably in their thirties, coming down the narrow hotel corridor that was devoid of an elevator. She pressed herself against the wall to let them pass, but as they did, one of them brushed his arm across her chest, seemingly by accident. Allison froze momentarily, shooting them a glare but held her tongue.

The men moved on, their voices trailing behind them. "The chick we just passed? Nice figure, looks slim but she's got the goods."

"Pretty face too, even with the mask. Those eyes were totally seductive."