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 gaze barely lucid through the confusion. Blood dripped from her lips, a sight both

was refined, and his smile wry.

already

handcrafted leather shoes chilling the floor beneath him.

from a distance, his

coming to, heard his voice and felt her heart jolt.

at the door; his jawline was chiseled

room’s temperature seemed to drop.

you please let go of me…”

her, a force slammed

face turned cold. “And you

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young man ignored him, fixing his steely gaze on the woman in

flashed a twisted smile. “So, you cry out for him and

like,” Whitney stammered, her eyes brimming with tears,

she was drugged? Shaking, she said, “I was

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

had used so much force that Whitney’s entire body ached,

was calm. “So, my woman needs to be saved by someone else? That’s your

loss for

you are, but Ms. Valentine

how rough Ludwik was with Whitney, Bryce

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. Did she not tell you that before

painful humiliation. Why did he have to

cold gaze shifted to her. Touching her pink lips with his rough fingers, he

a mocking tone, he continued, “Enough, you said? Then

do next, she said with difficulty, “Mr. Lutz, I’m sorry

only made Ludwik’s eyes grow

she turned around and

right there,” He

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

ugly at

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