Love Beyond the Mask by Adelaide Sinclair

Chapter 103

That damned woman, she just could not stay out of trouble. His gaze bore into Nolan, dark and stormy.

Nolan shivered, realizing every kind word he had ever spoken on Whitney’s behalf had gone to waste.

The man’s expressionless face gave nothing away as he strode forward with purposeful steps.

Nolan hurried to keep up, sensing Ludwik was about to explode, and whispered urgently, “Whitney must’ve been set up, man. With all the riffraff around tonight, why on earth would she be talking business? She’d be fawning over you instead, the big shot that you are. Plus, she’s pregnant. We need to get her out of there.”

Ludwik’s heart pounded with suppressed rage that quickly morphed into concern.

Hannah followed, fuming, praying her cousin would not manage to calm Ludwik down.

Elaine lagged behind, her phone vibrating silently. She slipped into a corner to answer it. Her assistant’s voice was frantic. “Elaine, we’ve got trouble. Bryce found the place, and he’s on his way there. I don’t know if Mr. Wendt had enough time to… you know, make Whitney lose the baby…”

Elaine’s brow furrowed.

Then, a sly smile crossed her lips, and she let out a soft, eerie chuckle. “Why is that bad news? Bryce showing up will only spice things up.”

This was turning into a show she would not want to miss!

Mr. Wendt was nothing compared to Bryce. The murderous look Ludwik gave Bryce at the party said it all.

Plus, Whitney, drugged and with three guys? That was going to be a scene to remember!

Excited, Elaine quickly followed the others.

Ludwik rechecked his phone. Why did that damned woman not call him for help? Or was it already too late for

her to even ask?

He pushed through the crowd, arriving at the ground floor guest room. As he raised his leg to kick the door down, it swung open.

“Whitney!” Ludwik stormed in, frowning.

the bed was a mess. Whitney leaned at the foot of the bed, her body limp and trembling, her

and

thrown us together tonight. I already gave you my jacket, and now I’m giving you my

eyes iced over as he listened, his handcrafted leather shoes

from a distance, his eyes

voice and felt her heart jolt. She looked up only to

imposing man at

room’s temperature seemed to

go of me…” Whitney’s voice quivered,

could release her,

turned cold.

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steely gaze on the

smile. “So, you cry out for him and not for me?”

it’s not what it looks like,” Whitney stammered,

have the strength to call for help when she was drugged? Shaking, she said, “I was set

caress. Suddenly, his pupils shrank, and he pulled her up

force that Whitney’s entire body ached, her

his tone was calm. “So, my woman needs to be saved by someone else? That’s your excuse for being caught red–handed with him?”

a loss for words. “L,

I don’t know who you are, but Ms. Valentine was nearly

how rough Ludwik was with Whitney, Bryce attempted to

Ludwik remained unmoved. Softly pressing the fragile woman’s shoulders, he smirked like the devil. “If you don’t know who I am, go find out. Are you interested in this woman? Unfortunately, I’ve already slept with her.

penetrated by the painful humiliation. Why did he have to tear her pride apart and step on it in front of

gaze shifted to her. Touching her pink lips with his rough fingers, he said, “Why

tone, he continued, “Enough, you said? Then why

idea what L might do next, she said with difficulty, “Mr. Lutz, I’m sorry

only made Ludwik’s eyes grow even gloomier.

around

right there,” He called out.

toward her, he grabbed Bryce’s shirt, threw it on the floor, and stepped on it.

ugly at

his coat over Whitney’s shoulders and