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 just wanted him to leave

easy, son! Your wife is carrying our

at her flushed face, he asked, “Are you trying to get back at

and innocent.

not press further, standing up and releasing

desire left with him as he sat down on the sofa, casually removing his tie. His broad shoulders and long legs gave him

this man had every

glancing nervously at the door.

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tonight?”

asked, picking up a magazine and

know

you think I’d stoop

calling her a ‘young expectant

SO I

older than her? She eyed his enigmatic

crawled under the covers.

everything about me, sir. May I know how old you

Silence.

He ignored her.

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

His deep voice broke the stillness as

name. Who was this man, and

next morning, Whitney was

Tell me, did my son hurt you

mother–in–law, her pale complexion the only sign that belied. her limited

dining table’s far end, where a man in a white shirt and black trousers sat, still wearing that silver half–mask.

accustomed to his

and Natalie seemed unfazed by his

Whitney’s curiosity. Who was he,

clean as a whistle. Should I put it away?”

over, not understanding

her curiosity and explained with 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

FS ZEPIS KN

bring up such outdated

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

leaned close to

to respond, especially with him lingering so close, his

up a spoonful of the bird’s nest soup and shoved it into his mouth. “Eat

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