Love Beyond the Mask by Adelaide Sinclair

Whitney stood rooted to the spot, confused by his odd reaction.

It was a song she had composed a long time ago.

The man squinted his deep–set eyes, remembering the girl who had saved him. To calm his hysterical fits, she had hummed a soothing lullaby while performing acupuncture, which closely resembled this tune.

Suddenly, he asked again, “Are you trained in medicine?”

Whitney frowned. She had promised her mother to keep her knowledge of medicine a secret for self–preservation, so she had not revealed it to anyone except Tiana.

But why would he ask that?

“No,” she denied instinctively.

The profound ripples in the man’s eyes faded away.

He ended the conversation. “You should get some sleep. Leave everything else to me.”

was left with several questions in her mind but did not dwell on them, simply

In the study.

laced with deadly intent. He called Nolan, his voice icy, “Here’s your chance to make amends. Take Whitney’s father and stepmother and beat them senseless. They dare

Ludwik, what did I do wrong?” Nolan was utterly

me, made

up the phone, still

time, in the

side, Whitney could not sleep due to the bruises on

by some guys at the Imperial

events, Whitney instinctively touched her

ordeal.

livid. “Is Preston even human? He doesn’t deserve to be a father! Monica framed you with a false pregnancy scare, and you were only defending yourself. Yet, he wanted to

her eyes narrowing. “Yvonne put him up to it. Monica wanted revenge. She released the video to cover up

competition.”

outrageous, just watch me!” Tiana

Late at night.

from a social gathering when several motorcycles suddenly blocked