Bride Behind The Mask (Frederick and Marguerite)

Chapter 1

The room was a hot mess. A man and a woman were tangled up like a pair of intertwined snakes. Under the sunlight, their bodies were twisted tightly together.

When Frederick Winston woke up, he found a woman snuggled into his arm, her face covered by her hair, making it hard to see her features.

This woman shifted her neck slightly, murmuring in her sleep and unconsciously burrowed into his embrace.

Frederick had a splitting headache and realized that the woman in his arms was naked. Her skin had a sexy glow under the sunlight that made his almond–shaped eyes squint slightly.

His eyebrows furrowed as he instinctively looked around. Then, he suddenly remembered all the things happened last night.

At the company’s anniversary celebration, he had drank quite much and crashed in his hotel room.

In his half awake state, the woman wrapped herself around him. Their skin–to–skin contact filled the air with a steamy atmosphere.

So, in a blurry haze, they did the deed.

Turns out, last night wasn’t just a dream, it was real.

Frederick’s expression darkened instantly. He rolled out of bed, hurriedly put on his clothes, his gaze swept over the bedsheet and then came to a

sudden halt.

The red stains on the bedsheet, like a blooming flower, caught his eye.

To his surprise, she was a virgin.

All of a sudden, he had an urge to see what the woman, whose virginity he took, looked like.

His large hand was about to brush away the hair obstructing her face, but he stopped just before touching her.

This was just a one–night stand, no need to get hung up on it.

After all, the women who wanted to sleep with him were only after his money and status.

on the bed, and Frederick bolted from

up his suit, a necklace that had fallen from

Cullinan raced down the

assistant Chuck was respectfully reporting work, but Frederick seemed a bit distracted, his

scent he seemed to have smelled last night. He began to wonder if it

smell in

on Cedarbrook Street that refuses to

he asked, snapping back to

is too low, so they are asking for more.

eyes and immediately

but quickly understood

Frederick was going to

the

the suit draped over his shoulder began

pocket to find his phone, a pendant suddenly dropped onto

The surface of the gem was carved with a floral pattern surrounded by a ring of

diamonds.

bent over to pick up the necklace. His deep eyes

Was this necklace hers?

Was it her?

he had been searching for over a decade, could it

looked at Frederick with a puzzled expression, “Mr.

like a treasure, a small smile playing on his lips, “Track down someone for

is it,

“A woman.”

in surprise, “A

going on

find a

all, Frederick was a legendary figure

the family business is always inherited by the rightful heirs, no exceptions. But

took over, he turned Stonebridge City’s top wealthy family, the Winston

Winston Group was involved in many industries, not only globally renowned real estate but also a perfume

the Winston Group, Frederick,