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.

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

wife is carrying our little treasure!”

asked, “Are you trying to get back at me?”

were wide and innocent.

press further, standing up and releasing

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

this man had every right to

the bed, glancing nervously at the door. “Are we going to

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tonight?”

up a magazine and

not know

melodic chuckle, he added, “Do you think I’d stoop

tone was sarcastic and serious, calling her a ‘young

SO I

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

Whitney crawled under the covers.

“You seem to know everything about me, sir. May I know how old

Silence.

He ignored her.

and difficult to get along with–his highborn mystery was something Whitney, of a distinguished family

His deep voice broke the stillness as Whitney

given her just an initial, no name. Who was this man, and why did he hide

was greeted by Natalie’s beaming

hurt you last night? If he

mother–in–law, her pale complexion

a man in a white shirt and black trousers sat, still wearing that silver half–mask.

was impassive, accustomed to

servants and Natalie seemed

Who was he, and what secrets did he

clean as a whistle.

over, not understanding its

her curiosity and explained with a chuckle, “It’s a bridal handkerchief used for the wedding night. It’s a family tradition. Seems the staff don’t know any better than to leave

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up such outdated nonsense,” the

to grab some jam, pausing briefly to raise an eyebrow, “She was a

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

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

the bird’s nest soup and shoved it into his mouth. “Eat your breakfast and

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