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.

suit on the bed, and Frederick

know was that as he picked up his suit, a necklace that had fallen from the woman’s neck got

Rolls–Royce Cullinan raced down the

CEO Frederick’s assistant Chuck was respectfully reporting work, but Frederick seemed a bit

have smelled last night. He began to wonder if it was just his

lost his sense of smell in a car accident

resident on Cedarbrook Street that refuses to move. The demolition department is at a

asked, snapping back to

the compensation we offered for relocation is too low, so they are asking for more. If that plot of land isn’t demolished,

seat, squinted his eyes

but quickly understood Frederick’s

going to handle

the car started

the suit draped over his shoulder

his phone, a pendant

the gem was carved with a floral pattern

diamonds.

over to pick up the necklace. His deep eyes landed on the sparkling

Was this necklace hers?

Was it her?

over a decade, could it be

looked at Frederick with a puzzled expression,

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

it,

“A woman.”

eyes widened in surprise, “A woman?”

was going

wanted to find a woman? This

after all, Frederick was a

inherited by the rightful heirs, no exceptions. But Frederick, being an illegitimate child, broke this

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

real estate but also a perfume company. Its unique scent drove all women

of the Winston Group, Frederick, has been single