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.

Whitney leaned at the foot of the bed, her body limp and trembling, her

and his

I already gave you my jacket, and now I’m giving

his handcrafted leather shoes chilling the floor

watching from a distance, his eyes

her heart jolt. She looked

turned to see the imposing man at

temperature seemed

go of me…” Whitney’s voice quivered, sensing

confused, but before he could release her, a force slammed into him, sending him

usually calm face turned cold. “And you are?”

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young man ignored him, fixing his steely gaze

flashed a twisted smile. “So, you cry

it looks like,” Whitney stammered, her eyes brimming with

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

her neck with a deceptive caress. Suddenly, his pupils shrank, and he pulled her up

so much force that Whitney’s entire body ached, her

to

at a loss for words. “L, listen to me!”

know who you are, but Ms. Valentine was

rough Ludwik was with Whitney,

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. Did she not tell you

Whitney felt her heart penetrated by the painful humiliation. Why did he have to tear her pride apart

shifted to her. Touching her pink lips with his rough

you said? Then why aren’t you

L might do next, she said with difficulty, “Mr. Lutz,

eager explanation only made Ludwik’s

she turned around and left.

right there,” He

grabbed Bryce’s shirt, threw it on the floor,

expression turned ugly at the sight.

a chilling touch, Ludwik draped his coat over Whitney’s shoulders and commanded, “Felix,