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

son! Your wife

he asked, “Are you trying to

wide and innocent. “Is

press

as he sat down on the sofa, casually removing his tie. His broad shoulders and long

had every

huddled at the head of the bed, glancing nervously

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tonight?”

want to?” He asked, picking up

know what

chuckle, he added, “Do you think I’d

was sarcastic and serious, calling her a ‘young expectant

SO I ”

than her? She eyed his enigmatic silver mask, filled with curiosity about what lay beneath. Was

Whitney crawled under the covers. The room went dark with

about me, sir. May I know how old you

Silence.

He ignored her.

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

deep voice broke the stillness as Whitney was on the verge

no name. Who was this man, and why did he hide his face? Did he

was greeted by

did my son hurt you last night? If he

was an exuberant mother–in–law, her pale complexion the only sign

a white shirt and black trousers sat, still wearing that silver half–mask. His features were sharp,

was impassive, accustomed to his mother’s

and Natalie seemed unfazed

only deepened Whitney’s curiosity. Who was he, and what secrets

with a handkerchief, whispering, “Madam, it’s clean as a

over, not understanding

for the wedding night.

FS ZEPIS KN

outdated nonsense,” the man

grab some jam, pausing briefly to raise an

right?” He leaned close to Whitney, his voice whispering near her

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

even more outrageous, she scooped up a spoonful of the bird’s nest soup and shoved it into his mouth. “Eat your breakfast and keep

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