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.

flushed face

color. Panicking, she didn't dare to answer, quickly silencing the phone and shoving it back into her

lazy voice followed

him, turning

her neckline, "Are you sure you want to run out

she realized her dress strap had slipped down

palpable, understanding his suggestive

darker, she aimed a slap at him, missing his face but

"You jerk, pervert."

being a pervert around you," Ludwik teased, his tongue flicking over the corner of

only made him look more rebellious and

intensity, "Whitney, suddenly, I'm quite interested in curing

implication, Whitney's

wild now, what would life be like if he

thought, her expression as if struck by lightning, "Shut up. I'm not

Given the severity of your

think so that night. You said there was hope. Was that just to comfort

flatly denied, rolling her eyes, "Sometimes, it's better to accept fate

were a death

at her playful and carefree demeanor, wished he could

by her words, but soon smirked, "After tasting

it, circling back to

speechless, falling back

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

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

He knew his

without her made him feel like a walking corpse, aimless and desolate. Even his father's demands to return to the corporate world couldn't ignite his drive. It

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

the deed

three-day emergency contraceptive. Remember, don't get close to

snapped, her polite upbringing lost