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.

it. Next, he interjected as

over to his large desk, picked up an expensive pen,

clue to his name, only to find it

sign it like that on purpose? Are you afraid I’ll find out your name?” She challenged. “Since I joined your company yesterday, there’s been no trace of your information, not even

on the couch, eyeing her with a mischievous glint, remaining silent.

demeanor frustrated Whitney. She pressed, “Aren’t you going to reveal your identity to me?” He wore a mask even in the company, which was unexpected. The staff did not

before. His close associates seemed unfazed by it.

Ludwik pulled her onto his lap, their eyes locked. “Curious again?”

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

agreement, have you fallen for me?”

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ear.

question,

mean…” His hand slid to her waist, then to her heart.

dangerously low, “Have you fallen for me?”

haven’t, not quite yet!” Whitney denied, her face aflame. She needed time to consider such a

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a knowing smirk, and he pulled her closer, sealing her lips with a forceful kiss. If you haven’t fallen for me, I can’t tell you who I am. But, you’re free to get to

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

tried to get up, he tossed another dossier onto her

abusing your power, Whitney accused, her voice tight.

a hint of fatigue.

now that I’m part of your life and

to weigh heavily

his voice low and serious as he said, “Remember your promise

you but to protect you. From now on, the people I need to take care of include not just my mother but

skipped a beat. He wanted to protect her.

nose. “Are we going to keep flirting,