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?"

slowly, with

the implication, her eyes widening, her face

if you continue like this, I wouldn't mind leaving

with an arrogant and flirtatious tone, "You eat

and

tightly, only then noticing

coldly watched his retreating figure, his white T-shirt back stained with a

silently to

down, kissing her speechless even while bleeding so

a frantic lunatic, Whitney was impressed, feeling the man was truly terrifying deep

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

slowly took off his T-shirt, glanced in the mirror at the four puncture wounds on

chuckled wryly, truly not spared any concern by

down, a gory

this, turned pale, "Mr. Lippert, why let the lady go on such a rampage, the wound looks severe, it needs a professional doctor's attention in this hot island climate, or it might get infected." "No need." Ludwik waved off, his deep

might even make her feel

He said coldly.

speechless, Are you sure the lady would feel concerned? Her look didn't

dressed casually in a similar white T-shirt, the thin fabric highlighting

out of the room, downstairs, to

found noise coming from

he changed direction, walking into the

was opening the computer, turning her head to see him enter, she looked

sitting down No need for the computer,

voice calm, his deep gaze fixed on her, "Also, don't bother trying the servants' phones. Not to mention they're not from

Whitney stood deflated.

stared back at his dark eyes, angrily saying, "Ludwik, you might think you

let me tell you, you won't

in broad

this, your misdeeds, even if Bryce is threatened by you not to call

to act rashly.

of

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 calling the