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.

so close 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 little treasure!”

asked, “Are you trying to get back at me?”

wide and innocent. “Is that

not press further, standing up and

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

man had every right to be

glancing nervously at the door. “Are we going

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tonight?”

up

did not know

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

sarcastic and serious, calling her a ‘young expectant

SO I

of anger. Was he that much older than her? She eyed his enigmatic

Whitney crawled under the covers. The room went

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

Silence.

He ignored her.

was enigmatic and difficult to get along with–his highborn mystery was something Whitney, of a distinguished family herself, recognized as the mark of a truly elite

His deep voice broke the stillness as Whitney was on the verge

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

Whitney was greeted by

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

her pale complexion the only sign

gaze drifted to the dining table’s far end, where a man in a white shirt and black trousers sat, still wearing that silver half–mask. His features were sharp, his

impassive, accustomed to his

Natalie seemed unfazed by

Who was

clean as a whistle.

glanced over, not understanding

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

FS ZEPIS KN

up such outdated nonsense,”

to grab some jam, pausing briefly to raise an eyebrow,

close to Whitney, his voice

she supposed to respond, especially with

he might say something even more outrageous, she scooped up a spoonful of the bird’s nest soup and shoved it into his mouth. “Eat your breakfast and keep quiet.”

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