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.

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

Your wife is carrying our

her flushed face, he asked, “Are

eyes were wide and innocent. “Is that enough?”

He did not press further, standing up and

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

had every right to be

of the bed, glancing nervously

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tonight?”

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

know

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

sarcastic and serious, calling her

SO I ”

Was he that much older than her? She eyed his enigmatic silver mask, filled with

under the covers. The room went dark with the flick of

she ventured, “You seem to know everything about me, sir. May I know how old

Silence.

He ignored her.

to get along with–his highborn mystery was something Whitney, of

deep voice broke the stillness as Whitney was

name. Who was this man, and why

morning, Whitney was greeted

a perfect match. Tell me, did my son hurt you

her pale complexion the

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

accustomed

servants and Natalie seemed unfazed

Who was he,

over with a handkerchief, whispering, “Madam, it’s clean

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

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such outdated nonsense,” the man

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

close to Whitney,

How was she supposed 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

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