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

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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.

the power of his muscles, her ears burning with a dangerous sensation. She just wanted him to leave and feigned

it easy, son! Your wife is carrying our

“Are

wide and innocent. “Is that

curled slightly. He did not press further, standing up and

sat down on the sofa, casually removing his tie. His broad

this man had every right to be

glancing nervously at the door. “Are we going to sleep

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tonight?”

you want to?” He asked, picking up

know what to

chuckle, he added, “Do you think

tone was sarcastic and serious, calling her a

I

older than her? She eyed his enigmatic silver mask, filled with

as Whitney crawled under the covers. The room went dark

to know everything about me, sir. May I know

Silence.

He ignored her.

man was enigmatic and difficult to get along with–his highborn mystery was something Whitney, of a distinguished family herself, recognized

the stillness as Whitney was

name. Who was this man, and why did he hide

Whitney was greeted by Natalie’s

me, did my son hurt you last

pale complexion the only sign that

where a man in a white shirt

impassive, accustomed to his mother’s

Natalie seemed unfazed by his

deepened Whitney’s curiosity. Who was

tiptoed over with a handkerchief, whispering, “Madam, it’s clean as a whistle. Should I

not understanding its

a chuckle, “It’s a bridal handkerchief used for the wedding night. It’s a family tradition. Seems the staff don’t know any better than

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bring up such outdated nonsense,” the man

grab some jam, pausing briefly to raise an

leaned close to Whitney, his voice whispering

she supposed to respond, especially with him lingering so close, his cool masculine

scooped up a spoonful of the bird’s nest soup and shoved it

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