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.
close that Whitney could feel the power of his muscles, her ears burning with a dangerous sensation. She just
wife is carrying our little treasure!”
asked, “Are you trying to get
eyes were wide and
slightly. He did not press further, standing up and
restrained desire left with him as he sat down on the sofa, casually removing his
had every
the head of the bed, glancing nervously at the
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tonight?”
picking up a
not know what to
chuckle, he added, “Do you think I’d stoop to touching
was sarcastic and serious, calling her a
I
he that much older than her? She eyed his enigmatic silver mask, filled with curiosity about what lay beneath. Was it to
the covers. The room went dark with the flick of a
“You seem to know everything about me, sir. May I know how old
Silence.
He ignored her.
highborn mystery was something Whitney, of a distinguished family herself, recognized as the
broke the stillness as Whitney was
this man, and
next morning, Whitney was greeted
dear, you two are a perfect match. Tell me, did my son hurt you last night? If he did, I’ll give him a piece of my
pale complexion the
white shirt and black trousers sat, still wearing that silver half–mask. His features were sharp, his lips
accustomed
servants and Natalie seemed
curiosity. Who was
handkerchief, whispering, “Madam, it’s clean
not understanding
with a chuckle, “It’s a bridal handkerchief used for the wedding
FS ZEPIS KN
such outdated nonsense,”
pausing briefly to raise an eyebrow, “She was
close to
with him lingering so close, his cool masculine scent
outrageous, she scooped up a spoonful of the bird’s nest soup and shoved it
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