Love Beyond the Mask by Adelaide Sinclair

Chapter 42

Chapter 42

Tiana chuckled lightly it’s all just a show, you know? He’s probably deliberately trying to rile you up. Didn’t you notice how, with just a lift of his brow, Parker had everyone in the suite snuff out their cigarettes? He’s clearly looking out for you because of your pregnancy”

Really?

Whitney had to admire Tiana’s ability to turn a dire situation into something light–hearted with her silver tongue.

Whitney, care to join me for a game?” Parker called out.

Meanwhile, the aloof man sat on the sofa, sipping the cocktail a lovely lady had handed him, his gaze unreadable

Feeling an irrational surge of defiance, Whitney sat and began playing cards with Parker.

By the second hand, Parker excused himself, “Bro, I’ve gotta hit the restroom. Mind stepping in for me?” Whitney would have to be oblivious not to see through this thinly veiled excuse.

Her fingers tensed.

However, she saw the man rise gracefully and approach.

As he took his place across the table, his commanding presence made Whitney’s breath catch, as if his very aura enveloped her.

Tiana then sneakily positioned herself behind Whitney.

As the third game started and the man laid down his cards, it was Whitney’s turn. Just as she was about to make her move, Tiana swiftly played another card instead.

That’s a good one! Tiana said.

Whitney glanced at her hand – it was a complete setup for defeat. She glared at Tiana as if saying with her eyes, “Are you blind?”

From then on, Tiana wreaked havoc, and Whitney could not tell if the man’s card skills were just superior or if her luck had plummeted, but she kept losing miserably.

Tiana teased, “Mr. L, are you doing this on purpose? You really seem to be hard on Whitney tonight!” “Have I been ‘hard‘ on her?” He finally looked up, directing his first glance of the evening at Whitney His tone was cool, yet the deep timbre of his voice was unintentionally suggestive.

“Hard on me…” Whitney felt her cheeks flame at the thought.

Then, she saw Parker return and immediately declared, “I’m out.”

Tiana mocked, “You’re quitting after all those losses? Since when have I had such a loser of a friend?”

“How much did Ms. Valentine lose?” Parker picked up the ledger, an eyebrow raised, “Ms. Valentine, you owe him a cool five million.”

What?

Whitney had not realized the stakes were so high; a million a game, and she did not have that kind of money!

Feeling the eyes in the room on her, she turned to Tiana in panic, “This is all your fault. Do you have a credit card on you?”

Tiana turned ruthless. “I ain’t got no money! You lost to him, so just beg your dear Mr. L for mercy. Maybe he’ll let you off the hook.”

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Chapter 42

eyes, wide and watery,

and unyielding, with no room for

not want to beg, it was she who insisted on setting boundaries, and he

just say something nice to him,” Tiana nudged the

was about to speak when another shove sent her

the hell?” She

Tiana feigned

man remained still, his long legs catching her in

and undeniable. She was transfixed by the warmth of his chest,

met, and she seemed a little dull, with her

her earlier defiance,

with a mocking tone, he taunted, “Can’t seem to let

to reality. Whitney’s embarrassment turned to anger as she tried to

to play a card. What did this mean? Whitney froze in his embrace, her skin flushing

filled

–

to play with a

at that

don’t let things

up in his arms, her face

use the restroom, she squirmed

looked down at

in front of everyone, Whitney leaned in

pee.

of her urgency, her words, especially “pee, hung in the air, resonating in the man’s ears as he stared at

impulse

asked, pretending not to

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intensifying, Whitney leaned even closer and hissed, “I really need

lips curved in amusement, and he

Whitney dashed away.

the

and Parker had

the suite empty;

man stood by the window, a cigarette between

as she

“Where did everyone go?”

features cool and mocking, “lan’t this your little scheme? Conspiring with your best friend, playing the victim,

his tone icy, “Enjoying this little cat–and–mouse game,

chill caught Whitney off guard, “Mr. L, what

me the other night, now here you are, trying to seduce me again?” his words

had misunderstood the whole

to seduce you, Sir. I lost a competition today and was upset enough, I don’t need

Her heart sank further.

all wrong, thinking she was

little thing had been irritating him for days, and now,

me? Isn’t losing normal for you, especially when I coached the theme? Your youthful arrogance blinds you to

momentarily, contemplating whether her confidence was mistaken for arrogance. Did he truly

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