Love Beyond the Mask by Adelaide Sinclair

Chapter 277

Whitney really knew how to pick her moments. Crashing into his broad chest, she let it all out, barely stopping short of bringing up bile. Silence engulfed the parking lot, the wind leaving no trace. Ludwik's body stiffened, radiating an icy fury.

"You... damn woman."

Ludwik's mood darkened to stormy, his hand covering his nose, his face turning as dark as a burnt pan.

He had a serious case of germophobia!

It was only after Whitney had finished that she remembered, oh no, she was in for it now.

She decided to play the drunk card, lifting her head with a silly smile, "Oops, sorry, got a bit carried away there..."

Ludwik paused, his grip tightening on her chin, a cold smile forming as his eyes bore into hers, "Got a smart mouth, huh?"

"This shirt cost me eighty thousand dollars."

Now it was Whitney's turn to be speechless. "Do you always rip people off like this?"

"Thought you were drunk? Your reaction to money seems pretty sober to me."

Silence.

"Clean it or pay up double."

"Shameless racketeer, why did you even come back?" Whitney was fuming.

Ludwik's eyes hardened further, his face growing even darker, but he didn't answer. Instead, he hastily wiped his shirt and stuffed it into her arms.

Whitney was livid at his prank. This man could really be disgusting!

But she found herself powerless against him, scooped up in his arms and carried over his shoulder.

world spun for a moment, and when she was set down again, they were back at the hotel

card at the

his cold, handsome face and his deep, magnetic voice. Even asking for a room sounded incredibly sexy

was mortified. "Please, don't get the wrong idea. It's not like

the key

beyond words, choosing

lips curling into a smirk, "Well,

together, "Such a mature man, oozing desire. And what

he was just

steely as she

was silent, Whitney pondering why she was even following him upstairs. She

seemed to read her thoughts, his lips twisting, "Get

indeed

had passed, and he'd

in her mind, disdainfully tossing the stained shirt into the bathroom,

glass door obscured her figure, the sound of running water adding an unintended hint of intimacy to the quiet

bridge of his nose and walked over

to leave. After all, Elaine was

noise came from the bathroom. He paused, his drink in hand,

door burst open, and a figure dashed out, completely

hard, his eyes darkening

sharply, turning away to face the window, "Whitney, what the hell?

realize how husky his voice sounded, as if scorched by the flame

not...," Whitney slurred, her words tinged with fear, "I

floor, it's clean. What spider?" Ludwik scoffed, "Stop making

she forgotten to

turning

been showering and accidentally let her dress slip off, her undergarments barely covering

her voice trailing, "It wasn't

Who would believe that?