Love Beyond the Mask by Adelaide Sinclair

Chapter 620

Whitney was left breathless from his kiss, furious at his brutish way of overpowering her, constantly pushing him away in annoyance. "Let me go...ugh!"

"Still won't say it, huh? I'm going to show you what it means to surrender, darling..."

He grew more determined, pinning her hands behind her back, tickling the palm of her hand.

She quickly became weak and powerless, her strength at best comparable to that of a kitten, absolutely unable to push him away!

Whitney felt like she was about to be devoured by him, a cold fury passing through her eyes, finally reaching her limit. She grabbed a knife and fork from the table and stabbed down at him fiercely! "Hmph..." Ludwik grunted in pain.

Whitney's eyes flashed, smelling the blood, thinking this jerk would finally let her go!

But unexpectedly, what met her next was a more dominant kiss. He lifted her up onto the table, her slender body knocking the dishes askew.

Her hand still clutched the knife and fork, Whitney heard the sound of his flesh tearing.

Yet, he kissed her deeper, more passionately, focused!

This madman.

She used violence, and he did not back down.

The ambiguous sounds and movements continued, the unaware servants thought there was a quarrel and came running, only to blush at the sight.

The butler quickly coughed, "Sir and madam are just having a lovers' quarrel, haha, move along!"

"..." Whitney was speechless. This was no lovers' quarrel.

She was simply overpowered.

Her cheeks flushed red, she struggled to breathe, managing to say, "Ludwik, you scoundrel, have you had enough? If you don't care about your life, don't ruin mine!"

Finally, the man let her go, his sensuous fingers lightly pressing against her swollen red lips. He looked down, his eyelashes fluttering, "Are you worried about your husband, huh?"

Whitney was completely defeated by his shamelessness.

He looked satisfactorily at his work-her bright red lips, murmuring lowly, "From now on, every time you mention someone you shouldn't, I'll punish you like this, darling. Remember the lesson. Now, it's just the two of us. There's no one else here, it's my world, and I can undress you anytime I want...huh?"

warned slowly, with a wickedly

implication, her eyes widening, her face pale,

since you're hurt. But tomorrow, if you continue like this, I wouldn't mind leaving our marks in every corner

with an arrogant and flirtatious tone,

and

clenched the knife and fork tightly, only then

his retreating figure, his white T-shirt back stained with a large patch

silently

had been holding her down, kissing her speechless

frantic lunatic, Whitney was impressed, feeling the man

know pain? Or was it to tame her, to influence her, playing psychological

the four puncture wounds

wryly, truly not spared any concern

dripped down,

looks severe, it needs a professional doctor's attention in this hot island climate, or it might get infected." "No need."

cursory bandage might even make her feel

He said coldly.

was speechless, Are you sure the lady

white T-shirt, the thin

went out of the

noise coming

changed direction,

turning her head to see him

instantly, leisurely walking to the bookshelf, picking up an original French novel, and sitting down No need for the computer, Whitney, I had

Not to mention they're not from Harmonia Country and don't speak the

Whitney stood deflated.

saying, "Ludwik, you might think you can keep me trapped

tell you,

someone's bride in broad daylight

is threatened by you not to call the police, my uncle, Tiana, they will!" Ludwik's eyes narrowed, unaffected, "Tiana

him not to act rashly. My mental

heard of it,

only niece is in my hands, pushing me too

utmost tenderness, his gaze full of affection as if they were a loving couple, "could lead to something dangerous for you, and your uncle would regret