Love Beyond the Mask by Adelaide Sinclair

Chapter 3

Chapter 3

The man’s gaze flickered back, his emotions unreadable. “You’re not willing?”

Whitney bit her lip, troubled. She barely knew him, yet a child was on the way–a result of an unexpected

encounter.-

He sauntered over, lifting her chin with a firm grip, admiring her beautiful, youthful face and tender red lips. “Some things I’d rather handle myself,” he said, his voice a low rumble.

Whitney paused, confused.

His lips twisted into a sly smile, though his tone remained serious. “But I have a profound respect for life. We’re going to have this baby.”

His assertiveness took her aback, and Whitney suddenly understood his meaning. Her face flushed with embarrassment.

He strode coldly towards the door, which was suddenly blocked by an excited voice. “Little brat, if you dare come out tonight, I’ll keel over right here!”

And then the sound of the door locking!

Whitney, bewildered, asked, “Who’s that outside?”

“Your mother–in–law, Natalie.”

Whitney was speechless.

He returned with a dark expression, pulling her towards the bed. His voice was a low, enticing whisper, “Will you play along?”

“With what?”

“Acting out our wedding night.”

Speechless, Whitney looked up into his mature eyes that seemed to swallow her whole. Her cheeks burned

even hotter as she realized what he meant. “But I… I don’t know how.”

He frowned, then suddenly pinned her to the headboard, his hands reaching for the ties of her dress.

“Ah! What are you doing?”

“Do you know how now?” He asked, one eyebrow raised in mischief.

Giggles of delight sounded from beyond the door. “Thank the Lord, the boy finally knows what he’s doing!”

Pinned awkwardly beneath him, Whitney’s bare shoulders glistened like cream, and he glanced over them, his gaze darkening as he inhaled a sweet fragrance.

close that Whitney could feel the power of his muscles, her ears burning with a dangerous sensation.

wife is carrying our little

flushed face, he asked, “Are you trying to

wide and innocent. “Is that

curled slightly. He did not press further, standing

sofa, casually removing his tie. His broad shoulders and long legs gave

every right to be

the bed, glancing nervously at the

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tonight?”

picking up a magazine and sparing

did not know

you think I’d

was sarcastic and serious, calling her a ‘young expectant mother.’

SO I

his enigmatic silver mask, filled with curiosity about what lay beneath. Was it to hide ugliness or

Whitney crawled under the covers. The room went

“You seem to know everything about me, sir. May I know how old you are? Your

Silence.

He ignored her.

highborn mystery was something Whitney, of a distinguished family herself, recognized as the mark of a truly elite

the stillness as Whitney

name. Who was this man, and

Whitney was

did my son hurt you last night? If he did, I’ll give

Natalie was an exuberant mother–in–law, her pale complexion the only sign that belied.

in a white shirt and

was impassive, accustomed to

Natalie seemed unfazed by

Who was he, and

whispering, “Madam, it’s clean as a whistle. Should I put it

over, not understanding

wedding night. It’s a family tradition. Seems the staff don’t know any better than

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such outdated nonsense,” the man

Whitney’s seat to grab some jam, pausing briefly to raise an eyebrow, “She was a virgin. I

right?” He leaned close to

turned crimson. How was she supposed to respond, especially with him lingering so

the bird’s nest soup and shoved it into his mouth.

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