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 meal.

for his signature, she walked over to his large desk,

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

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 a nameplate on your office door. Did you arrange

her with a mischievous glint, remaining

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 dare gossip;

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

onto his

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

have you fallen for me?” His voice was a

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ear.

off guard by his question, Whitney’s

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

low, “Have you fallen

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

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curled into 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

questions. Why did she have to

body going limp. Just as she tried to get up,

power, Whitney accused,

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

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

weigh

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

“I didn’t bring you into the company to exploit you but to protect you. From

a beat. He

teasingly tapping her nose. “Are we going to