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.

it. Next, he interjected as he focused on his

desk, picked up an expensive pen, and handed

signature for a clue to his name, only to find it was indecipherable.

your name?” She challenged. “Since I joined your company yesterday, there’s been no trace of your information, not even a nameplate on your

her with a

He wore a mask

had worn masks before.

Ludwik pulled her onto his

although you said at Alpine Springs Resort that I should get to know you as a person, not by your title. But surely,

by our agreement, have you fallen for me?” His voice was a seductive whisper in her

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ear.

guard by his question, Whitney’s heartbeat

Does that mean…” His hand slid to

voice was dangerously low, “Have you fallen for me?”

quite yet!” Whitney denied, her face aflame. She needed time to consider such

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If you haven’t fallen for me, I can’t tell you who I am. But, you’re free to get

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

was lost in his kiss, her body going limp. Just as she tried to get up, he tossed another dossier onto her

power, Whitney accused,

swollen lips, his eyes betraying a hint of fatigue. “Go on, I need a break.”

“L, whoever you are, now that I’m part of your life and company, I’ll do my best to help. You

weigh heavily on him.

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

exploit you but to protect you. From now on, the people I need to take

beat. He wanted to

teasingly tapping her nose. “Are we going to keep