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

it easy, son! Your wife is carrying our

“Are you trying to get back at

eyes were wide and innocent. “Is that

did not press further, standing

sat down on the sofa, casually removing his tie. His broad shoulders and long legs gave him an air of unapproachable

had every right to

huddled at the head of the bed, glancing nervously at the

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tonight?”

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

did not know what

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

tone was sarcastic and serious, calling her a ‘young expectant

I ”

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

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

seem to know everything about me, sir.

Silence.

He ignored her.

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

broke the stillness as Whitney was on

just an initial, no name. Who was this man, and why did he hide his face? Did

Whitney was greeted by Natalie’s beaming

my son hurt you last night? If he did, I’ll give him a piece of my

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

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

was impassive, accustomed to

and Natalie seemed unfazed by his

Whitney’s curiosity. Who was he, and

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

glanced over, not understanding

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

FS ZEPIS KN

bring up such outdated nonsense,”

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

close to

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

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

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