Love Beyond the Mask by Adelaide Sinclair

Chapter 338

Chapter 338

Ludwik felt a jolt run through him at the touch of her soft, warm hands. It was as if electricity coursed through his veins.

His voice, rough and tinged with a hint of danger, accused, "You little troublemaker."

Whitney's cheeks flushed a deep shade of red. Honestly, she wished she could chop off her own hands right now. The tingling sensation at her fingertips sent shivers down her spine.

She tried to explain, her voice laced with a headache, "It was an accident, I was just here to grab some clothes..."

"Save it. Putting everything else aside, I know you were quite satisfied with what happened," Ludwik teased with a confident smirk tugging at his lips.

Silence. Whitney had never met someone so shameless. Her heart raced, threatening to burst.

Her face, a shade redder, her almond-shaped eyes slightly misted, gave her an unintentionally seductive look.

Biting her lip, she felt at a disadvantage, unsure of how to counter such a topic.

Her annoyed yet charming demeanor, biting her lip as if cornered in bed by him...

Ludwik's gaze darkened, his breath grew heavier, and he couldn't help but reach out to tilt her chin up slightly, his voice husky, "Lost for words? Agreeing by silence? Last time you dared to criticize my skills..." "Agree my foot!"

With a huff, Whitney pushed him away with all her might. His body was hot, the muscles exuding the vigor of his prime.

Her cheeks flushed with both heat and annoyance. "For heaven's sake, Mr. Lippert, keep it together, will you? What do you think you're doing flirting with me?

'Davina's beloved fiancé' - shall I tattoo it on your forehead or what?"

Ludwik's face twitched. Flirting?

His handsome face turned a shade darker, not appreciating her dousing their spark with cold water.

The atmosphere turned awkward as he stepped back, releasing her waist and grabbing a towel, his voice dripping with dissatisfaction, "Flirting? Me? You're the one coming onto me. Get lost, haven't had enough?" Oh, come on, big guy, whose house is this anyway?

and

rolled her eyes at his imposing figure, her face expressing disdain, "There's nothing much to see, really. Seen

bulged with anger. Nothing much

laced with venom, "Have you no shame? ... 'Seen one, seen them all?' How many

an andrology nurse, Mr. Lippert. Seems

it matters that much to you, then let

'really great', almost

His eyes darkened.

then caught her switching instantly to

daddy didn't cook for me. Mommy, I'm so hungry.

Ludwik a glare before hurrying to the

of misery, sneering, "Relying on her to cook? You might as well

was fine, but

He had sneaked a taste several times and

incredible aroma

warm glow. Whitney, her hair pinned up casually with a chopstick, looked effortlessly soft and tender. A few strands

he knew it, his hand had reached

you doing?" Whitney turned, her eyes wide with surprise

you to cut yourself.

quickly focused back

eyes widened at the sight of meatloaf, steamed eggs, braised ribs, a fresh vegetable soup, and a colorful rice dish made with corn,

gaze on the dessert, Whitney snapped, "It's low-sugar

Ludwik raised an eyebrow.

dining area, which struck him as odd. Entering the room, he had

asked softly, "How come you're making

dining chair in the living room, but Danny has never been here before. Could

her oversight. That was Sammy's chair, she had

off guard, she explained, "...The chair was

quite

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