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.

moved towards the suit on the bed, and Frederick

fallen from the woman’s

Rolls–Royce Cullinan raced down the bustling

reporting work, but Frederick seemed a bit distracted, his thoughts started to

thought about the sweet scent he seemed to have smelled last night. He began to

smell in a car accident

Winston, there’s a resident on Cedarbrook Street that refuses to move. The demolition department is at a loss,” Chuck

the reason?” he asked,

for relocation is too low,

in the back seat, squinted his eyes and immediately gave an order,

but quickly understood

was going to handle

direction, and the car

the suit draped over his shoulder

reached into his pocket to find his phone, a

surface of the gem was carved

diamonds.

deep eyes landed on the sparkling gem,

Was this necklace hers?

Was it her?

decade, could it be the

at Frederick with a

a small smile

is it, Mr.

“A woman.”

in surprise, “A woman?”

was going on here?

wanted to find a

after all, Frederick was

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

over, he turned Stonebridge City’s top wealthy

industries, not only globally renowned real estate but also a perfume company. Its

charge of the Winston Group, Frederick, has been single for 28