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.

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

Your wife is carrying our little treasure!”

flushed face, he asked, “Are

eyes were wide and

curled slightly. He did not press further,

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

this man had every right to

the head of the bed, glancing nervously at the

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tonight?”

to?” He asked, picking up a

not know

added, “Do you

was sarcastic and serious, calling her a ‘young

SO I

much older than her? She eyed his enigmatic silver mask, filled

seated, silent, as Whitney crawled under the covers. The room went dark with the flick of a

“You seem to know everything about me, sir.

Silence.

He ignored her.

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

stillness as Whitney was on

no name. Who was this man, and why

next morning, Whitney was

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

an exuberant mother–in–law, her pale complexion

a white shirt and black trousers

accustomed to his mother’s

Natalie seemed unfazed by his

was he, and

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

over, not understanding its

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 it

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outdated nonsense,” the man

pausing briefly to raise an eyebrow, “She was a virgin. I know

right?” He leaned close to Whitney, his

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

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

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