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.

so close that Whitney could feel the power of his muscles, her ears burning

it easy, son! Your wife is carrying our

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

wide and innocent. “Is that

not press further,

as he sat down on the sofa, casually

this man had every

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

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tonight?”

He asked, picking up a magazine and sparing her

know what

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

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

SO I

her? She eyed his enigmatic silver mask, filled

crawled under the covers. The room went dark

me, sir. May I know how old you

Silence.

He ignored her.

was enigmatic and difficult to get along with–his highborn mystery was something Whitney,

as Whitney was on the

Who was this man, and why did he hide

Whitney was greeted by Natalie’s

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

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

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

was impassive, accustomed to his mother’s

servants and Natalie seemed unfazed by

curiosity. Who was he, and what secrets

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

not

a chuckle, “It’s a bridal handkerchief used for the wedding night. It’s a

FS ZEPIS KN

bring up such outdated nonsense,” the man

jam, pausing briefly to raise an

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

to respond, especially with

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

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