Love Beyond the Mask by Adelaide Sinclair

Whitney stood rooted to the spot, confused by his odd reaction.

It was a song she had composed a long time ago.

The man squinted his deep–set eyes, remembering the girl who had saved him. To calm his hysterical fits, she had hummed a soothing lullaby while performing acupuncture, which closely resembled this tune.

Suddenly, he asked again, “Are you trained in medicine?”

Whitney frowned. She had promised her mother to keep her knowledge of medicine a secret for self–preservation, so she had not revealed it to anyone except Tiana.

But why would he ask that?

“No,” she denied instinctively.

The profound ripples in the man’s eyes faded away.

He ended the conversation. “You should get some sleep. Leave everything else to me.”

with several questions in her mind but did

In the study.

a face of stunning beauty, his expression laced with deadly intent. He called Nolan, his voice icy, “Here’s your chance to make amends. Take Whitney’s father and stepmother and beat them senseless. They dare to harm my child without realizing who

I do wrong?”

tonight. You misled me, made me misunderstand her… Just

up

time, in

to the bruises on her back. Then, Tiana called her via

a panic, Tiana asked, “Whitney, I heard you were beaten up by some guys

the night’s harrowing events, Whitney instinctively touched her stomach

ordeal.

was livid. “Is Preston even human? He doesn’t deserve to be a father! Monica framed you with a false pregnancy scare, and you were

released the video to cover up her own embarrassment with the scandal of my miscarriage and to

competition.”

watch me!” Tiana

Late at night.

home from a social