Love Beyond the Mask by Adelaide Sinclair

Chapter 742

"Seriously? Now? Of all times?"

Did she even dare make a sound?

If Bryce walked in and found Ludwik kissing her, she might as well dig her own grave.

Frozen in shock, she couldn't move an inch.

Ludwik, with a mischievous glint in his eyes, cradled her blushing cheeks in his hands and deepened their kiss, indulging in the moment.

He knew he was pushing the boundaries.

But who could blame him? Tasting her sweet lips was like an addiction he couldn't shake off. Once he got a taste, stopping was the last thing on his mind.

In the dimly lit room, Ludwik's husky breaths echoed in Whitney's ears.

She was so tense she didn't dare to breathe, her heart struggling for oxygen, feeling weaker by the second.

Desperately, she clutched at his shirt, barely keeping herself upright.

In her mind, she was pleading for Bryce to leave, so she could push this infuriating man away.

But gradually, Ludwik's skillful kiss swept her away.

She felt as if she was floating on clouds, her heart pounding uncontrollably...

The sound of voices faded away from the study's doorway, unnoticed by her.

Suddenly, her phone's ringtone pierced through the air, startling Whitney back to reality.

She hastily pushed away the warmth in front of her!

Caught off guard, Ludwik stumbled back a couple of steps.

face as he fumbled for his

Whitney's face drained of color. Panicking, she didn't dare to answer, quickly silencing the

raspy, lazy voice

throttle him, turning to glare with

smirked devilishly, gesturing to her neckline, "Are you sure you want to run out like

turned scarlet when she realized her dress strap had slipped down without

understanding his suggestive

she aimed a slap at him, missing his face but

"You jerk, pervert."

Ludwik teased, his tongue flicking over the corner of

him look more rebellious

with intensity, "Whitney, suddenly, I'm quite interested in curing myself. Just in case you ever

Realizing his implication, Whitney's face turned

what would life be like if he were

struck

the severity of your injury,

so that night. You

it was. Couldn't you tell?" Whitney flatly denied, rolling her eyes, "Sometimes, it's better to accept fate rather than struggle in

were a death sentence for his

he could pull her into his arms and

smirked, "After tasting your sweetness, I refuse to accept

was it, circling back to the forbidden

falling back into

you're cured, don't think of laying a hand on me. I don't love you anymore, nor will I forgive you. Just remember

a lot. That's why I need a lifetime to make it up to

yet determined. He knew his persistence was

corpse, aimless and desolate. Even his father's demands to return to the

he couldn't bear the thought of her with Bryce, stepping into

deed was

her hair, "This is a three-day emergency contraceptive. Remember,

snapped,