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.

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

easy, son! Your wife is carrying our little

asked, “Are you trying

were wide and innocent. “Is that enough?”

curled slightly. He did not press further, standing up and

the sofa, casually removing his tie. His broad shoulders and

man had every right

of the bed, glancing nervously at the

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tonight?”

you want to?” He asked, picking up a magazine and sparing her

did not know what to

he added, “Do you think I’d

was sarcastic and serious, calling her a ‘young expectant

I ”

her? She eyed his enigmatic silver mask, filled with curiosity about what lay

under the covers. The room went dark with the flick

to know everything about me, sir. May

Silence.

He ignored her.

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

voice broke the stillness as Whitney was on the verge

just an initial, no name. Who was this

was greeted by Natalie’s

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

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

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

impassive, accustomed

Natalie seemed unfazed by

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

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

glanced over, not understanding

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

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up such outdated nonsense,”

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

He leaned close to Whitney, his voice whispering near her

was she supposed to respond, especially with him lingering so close,

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

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