Love Beyond the Mask by Adelaide Sinclair

Chapter 137

kuwa quare Wine a versory glance, his the commanding fingers setting down the silverware as a wry

played on hips. You want me to have a proper meal, huh?”

avana, s doe–eyed expression was one of confusion. “Um, yeah”

“Then wait up and come over here” he said, his eyes brooding

Whites did not quite catch his drift but obediently sped up her dinner. Wiping her hands, she rose and approached hims

Ludwik casualty picked up a dossier. “You read, and I’ll eat.”

Seriously Whitney was incredulous. He was making her dictate the contents, clearly exploiting her labor.

She protested. “Mr. President, I’m your VF not your secretary. It’s her job to assist with the documents!”

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How about a promotion then? VP and secretary. I’ll use you however I see fit, alright?” His words carried an underlying intent

Whitney blushed at the double entendre, choosing not to argue further. Resigned, she took the dossier, gritting her teeth. “Then you better eat properly.”

After a quick scan, she stood beside him, the hem of her pencil skirt grazing his crisp suit trousers, a hint of intimacy in the air.

Ludwik’s gaze swept over her beautiful legs. Even in flat shoes, Whitney’s professional attire was alluring..

Noticing the deepening interest in his eyes, she began reading the document.

as he

the following document for his signature, she walked over to his large desk, picked up an expensive pen, and handed it to him. Ludwik signed without looking up.

Whitney tried to glimpse his signature for a clue to his name, only to find it

purpose? Are you afraid I’ll find out your name?” She challenged. “Since I joined your company yesterday, there’s been no trace

her with a mischievous glint,

you going to reveal your identity to me?” He wore a mask even in the company,

worn masks before. His close associates seemed unfazed

onto his lap, their eyes locked. “Curious

know you as a person, not by your title. But surely, I can’t remain in the dark forever?”

to know, then by our agreement, have you fallen

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ear.

by his question, Whitney’s heartbeat

hand slid to her

was dangerously low, “Have you fallen

aflame. She needed

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with a forceful kiss. If you haven’t fallen

her mind racing with questions. Why did she have to fall for him to learn

she tried to get up, he tossed another dossier onto her lap, leaning back lazily. “Keep reading, you’re working for me

abusing your power, Whitney accused,

brushed her swollen lips, his eyes betraying a hint of fatigue. “Go on,

in support. “L, whoever you are, now that I’m part of your life and company, I’ll do my best to help. You won’t have to

seemed to weigh

hand tightly, his voice low and serious as he said, “Remember your promise today. Under no circumstances can you abandon me, or

you but to protect you. From now on, the people

heart skipped a beat. He wanted to protect

tapping her nose. “Are we going to keep