Love Beyond the Mask by Adelaide Sinclair

Ludwik flicked off the main lights, enveloping her in silence and his undeniable warmth. Sensing something was not right, Whitney’s cheeks flushed as she caught a glimpse of his toned midriff under the covers. Yet, he made no further moves, merely gazing at her with a bemused expression as she lay there, stuffed and nearly delirious from the hearty barbecue dinner. He gently tapped her forehead and murmured, “Time to sleep.”

She smelled wonderful. Nestled beside her, he finally had a good night’s rest.

The comforting scent that lulled him to sleep was a mystery, reminiscent of the girl who had saved him that night years ago, magical almost.

His phone screen lit up silently as he was about to drift off. He switched it to mute–it was a call from Elaine.

Ludwik propped himself up slightly, causing Whitney to murmur in discomfort before turning over to continue her slumber.

He smiled softly, tucking her in before stepping onto the balcony and closing the door behind him to take the call.

“What?” Elaine only called for work–related matters, he knew.

On the other end, Elaine detected his icy tone and felt a mixture of relief and a tinge of jealousy. She had intentionally called at this hour, hoping to interrupt intimate moments. But his voice betrayed no hint of such activities. Had he really not touched Whitney again?

Elaine’s frown eased as she got to business, “I’m sorry to bother you this late, Bro, but there’s something about Whitney. She turned down the two vendors you recommended for her. Maybe she doesn’t want your help, or she’s looking for someone else?”

Ludwik paused mid–drag of his cigarette, his brows furrowing as he exhaled into the night.

He said nothing more than a curt, “I see.”

Elaine could sense his displeasure. “Do you want me to find out which vendor Whitney’s in touch with?”

“Yeah,” Ludwik responded before ending the call.

He put out his cigarette and returned inside. His towering form approached the bed where Whitney lay; her delicate features softened in sleep.

The furrow between his brows deepened. He had good intentions in helping her; why had she refused?

He did not understand. She had not mentioned it in the car earlier. The Imperial Gem Corporation was already a rival to Skye Gem Ltd. He had lowered his pride to assist her.

Did she not trust him? Was she afraid her small business would be harmed?

still tender. Perhaps it was time to let her get to know him better and

awoke to prepare

his tie, his imposing figure emerging from the dressing room, his masked handsome face portrayed seriousness in the

work, but before leaving, he tossed her

you’re letting me know what you do now?” Whitney

business. I don’t mind you knowing some of it, seeing what I’m up to.” He flicked a business

down at it: United Realty Corporation, complete

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estate firm in the country!

was her husband really this

did a mental calculation. Skye Gem Ltd. was worth 20 billion dollars, but the market value of United Realty Corporation was beyond her

turmoil, Whitney arrived at the office and shared the news with

mysterious companies, aside from Imperial Gem Corporation and Skyfaith Electronic Tech, the technology giant! I can’t believe United Realty Corporation is your husband’s.

kinda hot. I think I’m falling for him,” Whitney

lips twitched. “Whitney, your love for money is so

dinner last night… When I first met him, I had no idea how wealthy he

pay

got an important partnership to discuss today.” She immediately dialed her college buddy, Cooper, who had handed her his business card at the

overseas to start a precious gemstone business, and Skye Gem urgently needed new supplies after recalling a batch of fake

called, and the conversation took an unexpected turn. “Whitney, the thing is, I’m just the director, a small fry. Our chairman heard I was closing a big deal with

instantly switching to professional mode. “If the chairman is coming, I should pick a different restaurant. How about the Lotus Clubhouse? I’ll prepare

Our chairman prefers to keep it low–key. Just

goodbye,

his boss, the tall man standing by the desk, with

only waiting a few minutes before guests

as Whitney stood to greet him, she froze at the sight of the refined man

a sharp, dark gray suit that accentuated his distinguished air. His handsome features complemented his tall stature and outstanding demeanor. His eyes lifted

Lutz?” Whitney was genuinely

glanced at the boss, instinctively asking, “Whitney,

and did not want to boast, so she did not

locked on her, and he said first,

voice was warm and