Bride Behind The Mask (Frederick and Marguerite)

Chapter 1

The room was a hot mess. A man and a woman were tangled up like a pair of intertwined snakes. Under the sunlight, their bodies were twisted tightly together.

When Frederick Winston woke up, he found a woman snuggled into his arm, her face covered by her hair, making it hard to see her features.

This woman shifted her neck slightly, murmuring in her sleep and unconsciously burrowed into his embrace.

Frederick had a splitting headache and realized that the woman in his arms was naked. Her skin had a sexy glow under the sunlight that made his almond–shaped eyes squint slightly.

His eyebrows furrowed as he instinctively looked around. Then, he suddenly remembered all the things happened last night.

At the company’s anniversary celebration, he had drank quite much and crashed in his hotel room.

In his half awake state, the woman wrapped herself around him. Their skin–to–skin contact filled the air with a steamy atmosphere.

So, in a blurry haze, they did the deed.

Turns out, last night wasn’t just a dream, it was real.

Frederick’s expression darkened instantly. He rolled out of bed, hurriedly put on his clothes, his gaze swept over the bedsheet and then came to a

sudden halt.

The red stains on the bedsheet, like a blooming flower, caught his eye.

To his surprise, she was a virgin.

All of a sudden, he had an urge to see what the woman, whose virginity he took, looked like.

His large hand was about to brush away the hair obstructing her face, but he stopped just before touching her.

This was just a one–night stand, no need to get hung up on it.

After all, the women who wanted to sleep with him were only after his money and status.

suit on the bed, and Frederick

was that as he picked up his suit, a necklace that had fallen from the woman’s neck got caught on it. The necklace was swept away along

a Rolls–Royce Cullinan raced down the bustling

but

have smelled last night. He began to wonder if it was just his

sense of smell in a car accident

Winston, there’s a resident on Cedarbrook Street that refuses to move.

asked,

is too low, so they are asking for more. If that plot of land isn’t demolished, it will affect our

his eyes and immediately gave an

but quickly

that Frederick was going to handle

driver changed direction, and the

suit draped over his

Frederick reached into his pocket to find his

the gem

diamonds.

pick up the necklace. His deep

Was this necklace hers?

Was it her?

for over a decade, could it be the woman

with a puzzled expression, “Mr. Winston, this

clutched the necklace like a treasure, a small smile playing on his lips, “Track down

it, Mr. Winston?”

“A woman.”

widened in surprise, “A

going

to find a woman?

after all, Frederick

business is always inherited by the rightful heirs, no exceptions. But Frederick, being an illegitimate child, broke

City’s top wealthy

Group was involved in many industries, not only globally renowned real estate but also a perfume company. Its unique scent drove all women

of the Winston Group, Frederick, has been single for 28