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,

tossed a card at the receptionist, "Room,

blushed at the sight of his cold, handsome face and his deep, magnetic voice. Even asking for a room sounded incredibly sexy coming from him. She couldn't help but sneak

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

the key

was beyond words, choosing

curling into a smirk, "Well, let's go have fun, shall

"Such a mature man, oozing

he was just trying to

as she stepped

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

read her thoughts, his lips twisting, "Get in and get cleaned up. And my

indeed summoned for laundry

passed, and he'd only

tossing the stained shirt into the bathroom, quickly following

obscured her figure, the sound of running water

bridge of his nose and walked over to the minibar, feeling restless and a sudden

leave. After all, Elaine was

from the bathroom. He paused, his drink in hand, but

open, and a figure dashed

hard, his eyes darkening with

sharply, turning away to face the window, "Whitney, what the hell? Have you no shame? What kind of game are

didn't realize how husky his voice sounded, as if scorched by the

slurred, her words tinged with fear, "I thought I saw

What spider?" Ludwik scoffed, "Stop making excuses to seduce

forgotten to wear

face turning beet

her dress slip off, her undergarments

her voice trailing, "It wasn't on

Who would believe that?