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

Your wife is carrying our little treasure!”

“Are you trying to get back

wide and innocent. “Is that

slightly. He did not press

restrained 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

this man had every

bed, glancing nervously at

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tonight?”

you want to?” He asked, picking up a magazine and sparing her

not know what

“Do you think I’d

tone was sarcastic and serious, calling her a ‘young expectant

SO I

his enigmatic silver mask, filled with curiosity

as Whitney crawled under the covers. The room

to know everything about me, sir. May I know how old you are? Your

Silence.

He ignored her.

was something Whitney, of

the stillness as

given her just an initial, no name. Who was this man, and why did he hide his

next morning, Whitney was greeted by Natalie’s beaming

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

her pale complexion the only sign that

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

impassive, accustomed

seemed

Whitney’s curiosity. Who was

it’s clean

over, not

the wedding night. It’s a family tradition. Seems the staff don’t know any better

FS ZEPIS KN

up such outdated nonsense,” the man

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

I right?” He leaned close to Whitney,

with him lingering so close, his cool masculine

the bird’s nest soup and shoved it into

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