Love Beyond the Mask by Adelaide Sinclair

Chapter 449

In the quaint powder room nestled within the Sheldon family's sprawling estate, not far from the dining hall, Whitney leaned heavily against the ornate vanity, splashing cool water on her face before looking up into the mirror, her eyes tinged with discomfort and the faintest hint of red.

Ding-dong-

A text from Bryce interrupted her solitude, "Whitney, are you okay? I'm just outside."

With a wry smile, Whitney replied, "I just need a moment to myself, Bryce. Why don't you head out to the garden for a smoke..."

Crash!

Her phone plummeted into the sink as a sudden, stormy presence enveloped her from behind, pinning her slender hands against the vanity.

Ludwik, having caught a glimpse of the message, seethed with rage. "Exchanging sweet nothings in the bathroom now, are we?" His voice was a dark, menacing whisper, his breath hot against her ear. "Are you deliberately flaunting your little romance with Bryce in front of me?" Whitney, startled by his sudden appearance, turned pale and whirled around, her gaze darting to the door, which was firmly shut, with Bryce standing just outside.

But how did Ludwik get in?

Then she saw the open window...

man out of

breaths close to her ear, filled her with an indescribable discomfort, morphing

now he had the audacity to corner

parade around with Florence at Sheldon family functions, but I can't have someone?" Whitney retorted, her eyes flashing with defiance. "I'm also a Sheldon, Ludwik. Who I bring home is none of your business. What right

hadn't known Ludwik would be here today. And why should she be afraid

with scorn and a terrifying fury.

lips instantly giving way under the assault. His dark eyes burned with a ferocious

gasped, revolted by his touch, "You can't do this to me! Let go...ugh, I despise you! Go kiss Florence with those lips, not

then? Bryce?"

all control at the mention of Bryce, transforming

that leaked... it's all coming back, isn't

his anger only grew, his voice dripping with mockery. "You and him, disgustingly intimate, and you expect me to bless this union? Never. Even if I

voice barely a whimper, her eyes swimming with tears and fury. "How

for Bryce over

cornered, could only think of her reason for enduring all this

Florence? How can you justify your actions towards me

and it pierced through him. He never cared for Florence, not

aggressive, a terrifying mix of possession and humiliation. "Since you're so fond