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.

ears burning with a dangerous

son! Your wife is

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

and innocent. “Is

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

restrained desire left with him as he sat down on the sofa, casually removing his tie.

this man had every right to be

the head of the bed, glancing nervously

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tonight?”

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

know what

added, “Do you

sarcastic and serious, calling her a ‘young

I ”

her? She eyed his enigmatic silver mask, filled

covers. The room went

about me, sir. May I

Silence.

He ignored her.

and difficult to get along with–his highborn mystery was something Whitney, of a distinguished

broke the stillness as Whitney

this man, and why

was greeted by Natalie’s

me, did my son hurt you last night? If he did, I’ll give

was an exuberant mother–in–law, her pale complexion the only sign that belied. her limited

a man in a white shirt and black trousers sat, still wearing that silver half–mask. His features

was impassive, accustomed to his mother’s

and Natalie seemed

deepened Whitney’s curiosity. Who was he, and

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

not understanding its

bridal handkerchief used for the wedding night. It’s a family tradition.

FS ZEPIS KN

outdated nonsense,” the man interjected,

seat to grab some jam, pausing briefly to raise an eyebrow, “She was a

He leaned close to Whitney, his voice

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

bird’s nest soup and shoved it

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