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.

burning with a dangerous sensation. She just wanted him to leave

it easy, son! Your wife is carrying our

flushed face, he asked, “Are you trying to get back at

wide and innocent.

press further, standing up and

of restrained desire left with him as he sat down on the sofa, casually removing his

every right

of the bed, glancing nervously at

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tonight?”

you want to?” He asked, picking up a

know what to

added, “Do you think I’d stoop

was sarcastic and serious, calling her

SO I

felt a spark of anger. Was he that much older than her? She eyed his enigmatic silver mask, filled with curiosity about

under the covers. The room went

me, sir. May I know how

Silence.

He ignored her.

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

the stillness as Whitney was on the

her just an initial, no name. Who was this man, and why

was greeted

two are a perfect match. Tell me, did my son hurt you

exuberant mother–in–law, her pale complexion the only sign that belied. her limited

a man in a white shirt and black trousers sat, still wearing

accustomed to

seemed unfazed

was he, and what secrets did he

it’s clean as a whistle. Should I

not

the wedding night. It’s a family tradition. Seems the

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up such outdated nonsense,” the

briefly to raise an eyebrow, “She was a virgin. I know

close to Whitney, his voice

How was she supposed to respond, especially with him lingering so close, his cool masculine scent

he might say something even more outrageous, she scooped up a spoonful of the bird’s nest soup and shoved

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