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.

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

Your wife is carrying our little

he asked, “Are you

were wide and innocent. “Is that enough?”

slightly. He did not press further, standing up and releasing her.

casually removing his tie. His broad shoulders and long

had every right to

glancing nervously at the

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tonight?”

to?” He asked, picking up a

know what

you think I’d stoop to touching a young expectant

tone was sarcastic and serious, calling her a ‘young

SO I

his enigmatic silver mask, filled with curiosity about what lay

the covers. The room went dark with the flick

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

Silence.

He ignored her.

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

stillness as

name. Who was this

next morning, Whitney was greeted

did my son hurt you last night? If he did, I’ll give

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

white shirt and

accustomed to his

and Natalie seemed unfazed by

curiosity. Who was he, and what

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

over, not understanding

curiosity and explained with a chuckle, “It’s a bridal handkerchief used for the wedding

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such outdated nonsense,” the man interjected,

some jam, pausing briefly to raise

He leaned close to

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

spoonful of the bird’s nest soup and shoved it into

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