Love Beyond the Mask by Adelaide Sinclair

Chapter 137

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 he focused on

for his signature, she walked over to his large desk, picked up an expensive

tried to glimpse his signature for a clue to his

I joined your company yesterday, there’s been no trace of

couch, eyeing her with a mischievous

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

masks before. His close associates seemed

onto his lap, their eyes locked. “Curious

Resort that I should get to know you as a person, not by your title.

agreement, have you fallen for

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ear.

off guard by his question, Whitney’s

His hand slid to her waist, then

“Have you fallen for me?”

her face aflame. She needed time

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with a forceful kiss. If you haven’t fallen for me, I can’t tell

questions. Why did she have to

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

power, Whitney accused,

his eyes betraying a hint of fatigue. “Go on,

of your life and company, I’ll do my best to help.

to weigh heavily

intensity and warmth. He held her hand tightly, his voice low and serious as

into the company to exploit you but to

heart skipped a beat. He wanted to protect her.

teasingly tapping her nose. “Are we going to keep flirting, or are we

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