Love Beyond the Mask by Adelaide Sinclair

Chapter 615

In a darkened room filled with the ambiguous fragrance of scented candles, the sheets whispered secrets as bodies tangled, spilling a chaos of strawberries and whipped cream in their wake. Whitney, her energy sapped by too much bourbon, couldn't muster the strength to fight anymore.

But her spirit remained unyielding, her beautiful eyes wide open, staring at the moonlight outside the window, tears streaking her face.

"Please, Ludwik, I can't do this to Bryce..." Her hands were captive in his.

His gentleness was as fleeting as his patience was thin.

Those dark eyes, wild and relentless, ensnared her completely.

Whitney sobbed, "You've branded me, and I'll hate you for all my days, never forgiving..."

He pulled off his tie, no longer wanting to see her face twisted in remorse, softly blindfolding her.

His heart ached, so he masked it with a smile, insisting, "Then hate me. At least you'll never forget me, not in this lifetime or the next."

"Whitney..."

"Darling...I'm sorry, I love you too much.

I can't lose you."

His words, hot and desperate, echoed in her ear, surrounding her with pain.

All night long, his whispers, his sighs, his frenzy, shifted her gaze from resistance to resignation, slowly sinking into despair. Bourbon betrayed her resolve, leaving her with nothing but endless resentment. Towards herself, towards him!

Only when she finally succumbed to exhaustion did he relax his embrace, changing the bed linen, carefully tending to her before tucking her back into the warm covers.

Ludwik rose as the moon traveled westward.

The pale moonlight caressed his sculpted back, etched with startling scratches.

He admired his reflection, then glanced at her flushed face, a deep smirk playing on his lips.

He kissed her forehead, smoked a couple of cigarettes.

extracting a complete video from the camera mounted above their

a particularly intimate segment, sending it

humiliation on his wedding night, his wife in

He felt no guilt.

was your doing,

believe, you can pretend nothing happened and

used dirty tricks to win Whitney, I

can take her from

-

breaking, nearly 5

at the Banyan City

spent the night awake, his eyes bloodshot, standing on the balcony, a night's worth of cold winds chilling his bones, cigarette butts piling up beside him. Behind him, the wedding

fertility,

staring blankly at the decor he had painstakingly placed, believing tonight, Whitney

be their wedding night, yet

Where could she be?

means to find

was she doing? Could it be... Bryce couldn't stay calm at the thought, rage boiling over.

anonymous message arrived, Bryce slowly picked up

room, the bed barely visible in the darkness, but the figures under the covers, and...

AQUAS

a man of the world, couldn't misunderstand the scene before

as though it had

and towering rage twisted his

he knew what was

clung to hope, unwilling to

supposed to be filled with sweetness with Whitney, how long had he anticipated this day? Planned and dreamed for how long? When he

18th birthday gala, he was deeply impressed by

name to commission jewelry

encounters, he fell for

confession was met with rejection, only then did he

went to South City to help Ludwik escape

there, helping, comforting, aiding her escape abroad. Returning after