Love Beyond the Mask by Adelaide Sinclair

Chapter 1204

Not getting what he wanted only made Ludwik stare at her with even more

longing. Her curves, the playful, delicate silhouette-she reminded him of a girl teasing at the edge of his reach, the kind of proportions you might see on a Vogue cover that made your jaw drop.

His Adam's apple bobbed as he swallowed, a low, gravelly sound rumbling from his chest-husky and unfiltered.

That voice sent a shiver down Whitney's bare back. She spun around and shot him a glare full of meaning. "What are you staring at, huh?"

She felt heat crawl up her skin. "I told you, I'm going to fetch a doctor. Don't you dare touch anything yourself! If you get too worked up and drop dead, no one's gonna clean up the mess."

Ludwik's expression froze. What, did she think he was that fragile?

"Relax, I'm not made of glass. A little touch won't kill me," he gritted out. "And anyway, aren't you supposed to be a doctor? Instead you'd rather let me croak than help—gotta bring in some stranger to take a look at me. If they screw it up, what then, huh?"

Wouldn't give him an inch, wouldn't let him help himself either. What kind of woman was this?

"Deal with it," Whitney shot back, rolling her eyes at his brooding, handsome face, not the least bit concerned.

glared at her like a wolf denied a steak. "All right, Whitney. Just wait till I'm better. You

subject, desperate to distract him. "I actually came back to report, okay? Don't you want to know the real cause of Florence

care about that right now. Still, he forced himself to look serious,

When I got there, Holly Walker and

it didn't matter. Florence was killed by one of the prison's puppets, so an autopsy

got some friends pulling strings

fast. I told the cops to find the killer and hand them over

at

so

be able to

his gaze full of approval

be one of Bryce's plants. Now that Bryce had been broken out by Eurovoria's people, Ludwik needed to find him fast to help Parisa Tennyson. If he

and keep her company intact. If Bryce was left

to update you," Whitney said. "You need to rest and heal- save the heroics for when you're

spark faded. Ludwik looked at her, his earlier mischief forgotten. "All right. Go check on our

it? You can't

know, someone needs to teach you some manners," he threatened, his voice all wicked