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!”

you

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.

interjected as

the following document for his signature, she walked over to his large desk, picked up an expensive pen, and handed it to him. Ludwik

a clue to his name, only to find

your company yesterday,

eyeing her with

me?” He wore a mask even in the company, which was unexpected. The staff did not dare gossip; after all, he

Whitney wondered if he had worn masks before. His close associates

pulled her onto his lap, their

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

have you fallen

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ear.

by his question, Whitney’s heartbeat raced

His hand slid to her waist, then to

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

denied, her face aflame.

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sealing her lips with a forceful kiss. If you haven’t fallen for me, I

again, her mind racing with questions. Why did she have to fall

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

abusing your power, Whitney

hint

of your life

family seemed to weigh heavily on him.

mix of cold intensity and 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 you can’t imagine the

bring you into the company to exploit you but to protect you. From now on, the people I

skipped a beat. He wanted to

going to keep