Page 66 of Billionaire’s Promise

I brushed the thoughts away. Second-guessing her right now did me no good. There was no doubt that she cared about Jenny and with her help keeping my cousin company I could keep watch over June.

I could keep my woman, my princess, safe.

My PI hasn’t had any news about Mack since his disappearance. It would probably take a few more days if he were to extend his search worldwide. For now, we have to make sure that he doesn’t go anywhere near June. However, having to secure her workplace had proven to be rather challenging. We had to make sure that every entrance to the hospital was watched. I wanted every person in and out of the hospital to be identified.

Siti was the one who woke me this morning in the hotel suite.

She woke me with a cough so loud that I worried about her lung health. Right after I opened my eyes, I had to block off a bunch of flying objects aimed at my face. The woman literally threw my clothes at me before leaving the bedroom.

June was nowhere to be seen.

There was no sweet note next to me saying “call me” either. I guess romance only existed in old movies.

I got dressed and saw that it was only 7 o’clock as I put my watch on. A team of five or six people were busy removing the materials they’d left in the suite the night before, while I took my time making myself a cup of coffee.

I wanted to ask Siti where June was. Judging by the grumpy look on her face, she was in no mood to talk to me about her boss.

If I had to guess, Siti came in and found June and I naked in bed. She then woke her boss and let her sneak out of the room with dignity so she could shame me with that dirty look of hers.

It was all speculation, of course, because I had no idea when June left. Siti didn’t say a word to me apart from coughing and glaring at me here and there.

Part of me was sad that June left without telling me.

The other part was just mad for not noticing her leaving. How would I protect her if I failed at something as simple as that?

A quick phone call to Dave had eased all my worries. She was seen leaving the hotel not too long ago.

I was greeted by a mess at home. In the living room to be precise. The coffee table was covered in bottles of beverages and delivered food. And piles of expensive looking fabric laid on the floor. Lucy and Jenny seemingly had their own party going on last night. Picking up a bottle, I was glad that they were at least sensible enough to not drink alcohol.

“Hey, zao.” I turned around and saw Lucy standing there in a long champagne-colored nightgown, the satin glued to her skin like it was part of her. She had no makeup on, and her hair was a little messy but still perfect. Damn, she was a sight that would cause an instant hard-on if I hadn’t already had so much sex last night. And if she’d been June.

“Morning.” My brain told me not to stare at her Pilate body. “Did you guys have a party last night?”

“Yeah, what about it?” She chuckled lightly. “We had a fashion show, and plenty of food, of course. Apparently, Jenny’s baby loves American junk food.”

“Is that so?”

“Yeah, pizza, fried chicken, burgers, American style Chinese food.”

I shook my head at the list of things she’d just listed, but I knew that wasn’t all of it.

“Shouldn’t she be eating something healthy right now? Something more nutritious? You know I own several restaurants in New York, right? They could easily whip up something healthy for her, and you, of course.”

“Of course. But we wanted the naughty food. Plus, I could hardly say no to a pregnant lady.”

She was right. The only way to make Jenny happy was to satisfy her needs. Her cravings.

“Umm…” I forced myself to stop staring at Lucy below the neck. Regardless of how much sex I’d had last night, I couldn’t help but stare at a body so stunning as hers. I was still a man, after all. “Do you want a coffee? I can make us a coffee.”

She probably didn’t really need coffee. It was just a line I used to get out of an awkward situation.

“It’s okay. I should get dressed and maybe take a nap.” Lucy answered, looking down at the mess she and Jenny made the night before.

“Wild party, huh?” I said, wincing at how stupid I sounded. Of course, we’d already gone over all of this, so I knew that was lame.

“You could say that.” Lucy turned around and went back to her room, leaving me in peace, at last.

On the way to my room, I found Jenny’s door ajar. The soft snoring that came from inside felt remarkably comforting to me. I could never say that I understood what my sweet cousin had been through, because I knew I never would. I was just glad that she thought of me when she needed shelter and some peace.