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.

close that Whitney could feel the power of his muscles, her ears burning

wife is carrying our

her flushed face, he asked, “Are you trying to get back at

were wide and

lips curled slightly. He did not press further, standing

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

man had every right to

the head of the bed, glancing nervously at the door. “Are we

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tonight?”

asked, picking up a

know what to

“Do you think I’d stoop to

and serious, calling her

I ”

his enigmatic silver

Whitney crawled under the covers. The room went dark with the flick of a

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

Silence.

He ignored her.

mystery was something Whitney, of a distinguished family herself, recognized

broke the stillness as

name. Who was this man, and why did he hide his face? Did he know

morning, Whitney was greeted

dear, you two are a perfect match. Tell me, did my son hurt

mother–in–law, her pale complexion the only sign that belied. her limited time

shirt and black trousers sat, still wearing that silver half–mask.

was impassive, accustomed to

Natalie seemed

Whitney’s curiosity. Who was

a handkerchief, whispering, “Madam, it’s clean

over, not understanding

curiosity and explained with a chuckle, “It’s a bridal handkerchief used for the wedding night.

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such outdated nonsense,”

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

close to Whitney, his voice whispering

supposed to respond, especially with him lingering so close, his cool masculine scent oppressive and

say something even more outrageous, she scooped up a spoonful of the bird’s nest

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