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.

the power of his muscles, her ears burning with a dangerous sensation. She just wanted him to leave

easy, son! Your wife is carrying

face, he asked, “Are you trying to

were wide and innocent. “Is that

press further, standing up and releasing

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

this man had every right

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

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tonight?”

picking up a magazine and sparing

not know what

melodic chuckle, he added, “Do you think I’d stoop to touching a young

and serious, calling her

SO I

much older than her? She eyed his enigmatic silver mask, filled with curiosity about what lay beneath. Was it to hide ugliness or

under the covers. The room went dark with

about me, sir. May I know how

Silence.

He ignored her.

was enigmatic and difficult to get along with–his highborn mystery was something Whitney, of a distinguished family herself, recognized as the mark

broke the stillness as Whitney

her just an initial, no name. Who was this man, and why did he hide his face? Did he know

Whitney was greeted by

a perfect match. Tell me, did my son hurt you last night? If he did, I’ll give him a piece of

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

to the dining table’s far end, where a man in a white shirt and

impassive, accustomed to

servants and Natalie seemed unfazed by

was he,

clean as a

glanced over, not understanding its

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

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bring up such outdated nonsense,” the

Whitney’s seat to grab some jam, pausing briefly to raise an eyebrow, “She

to Whitney, his voice

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

scooped up a spoonful of the bird’s nest soup and shoved it into his mouth.

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