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.

towards the suit on the bed, and Frederick bolted from the

what he didn’t know was that as he picked up his suit, a necklace that had fallen from the

later, a Rolls–Royce Cullinan raced

respectfully reporting work, but

the sweet scent he seemed to have smelled last night. He began to wonder if it was just

sense of smell in a car accident

Street that refuses to move.

the reason?” he asked, snapping

we offered for relocation is too low, so they are asking for more. If that

in the back seat, squinted his eyes and immediately gave an order, “To

was surprised but quickly understood

appeared that Frederick was going to handle

the driver changed direction, and the car started heading towards

over his shoulder began to

reached into his pocket to find his phone, a pendant suddenly dropped

gem was carved with a floral pattern surrounded by a ring of

diamonds.

up the necklace. His deep

Was this necklace hers?

Was it her?

he had been searching for over a decade, could it be the woman

looked at Frederick with a puzzled expression,

a small smile

it, Mr. Winston?”

“A woman.”

in surprise, “A

going

wanted to find a woman? This was

all, Frederick was a legendary figure in Stonebridge

is always inherited by the rightful heirs, no exceptions. But Frederick, being

he turned Stonebridge City’s top wealthy family, the Winston Group, into the world’s

renowned real estate but also a perfume company. Its unique

of the Winston Group, Frederick, has been