Love beyond the mask (Whitney)

Chapter 103

That damned woman, she just could not stay out of trouble. His gaze bore into Nolan, dark and stormy.

Nolan shivered, realizing every kind word he had ever spoken on Whitney’s behalf had gone to waste.

The man’s expressionless face gave nothing away as he strode forward with purposeful steps.

Nolan hurried to keep up, sensing Ludwik was about to

explode, and whispered urgently, “Whitney must’ve been set up, man. With all the riffraff around tonight

, why on earth

would she be talking business? She’d be fawning over you instead, the big shot that you are. Plus, she’

s pregnant. We need to get her out of there.”

Ludwik’s heart pounded with suppressed rage that quickly morphed into concern.

Hannah followed, fuming, praying her cousin would not manage to calm Ludwik down.

Elaine lagged behind, her phone vibrating silently. She slipped into

a corner to answer it. Her assistant’s voice was frantic. “Elaine, we’ve got

trouble. Bryce found the place, and he’s on his way there. I don’t know if Mr. Wendt had enough time to … you know, make Whitney lose the baby…”

Elaine’s brow furrowed.

Then, a sly smile crossed her lips, and she let out a soft, eerie chuckle. “Why is that bad news? Bryce s

howing up will only spice things up.”

This was turning into a show she would not want to miss!

Mr. Wendt was nothing compared to Bryce. The murderous

look Ludwik gave Bryce at the party said it all.

Plus, Whitney, drugged and with three guys? That was going to be a scene to remember!

Excited, Elaine quickly followed the others.

Ludwik rechecked his phone. Why did that damned woman not call him for help? Or was it already too l

ate for

her to even ask?

He pushed through the crowd, arriving at the ground floor guest room. As he raised his

leg to kick the door down, it swung open.

“Whitney!” Ludwik stormed in, frowning.

In the room, Mr. Wendt was already sprawled on the floor while the bed was a mess. Whitney leaned at

the foot of the bed, her body limp and trembling, her gaze barely lucid through the confusion. Blood dri

pped from her lips, a sight both pitiful and seductive. Above her, a handsome young man leaned down.

His profile was refined, and his smile wry.

Bryce had removed his shirt, lifting Whitney gently. “Looks like fate has thrown us

together tonight. I already gave you my jacket, and now I’m giving you my shirt to make sure you’re oka

y.”

Ludwik’s eyes iced over as he listened, his handcrafted leather shoes chilling the floor beneath him.

He smirked, watching from a distance, his eyes locked on Whitney.

Whitney, coming to, heard his voice and felt her heart jolt. She looked up only to meet his frosty gaze.

Bryce followed her gaze and turned to see the imposing man at the door; his jawline was chiseled even

beneath a silver mask.

The room’s temperature seemed to drop.

“Mr. Lutz, would you please let go of me…” Whitney’s voice quivered, sensing trouble.

Bryce was confused, but before he could release her, a force slammed into him, sending him stumbling

.

His usually calm face turned cold. “And you are?”

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The tall young man ignored him, fixing his steely gaze on the woman in the bed.

He flashed a twisted smile. “So, you cry out for him and not for me?”

“L, it’s not what it looks like,” Whitney stammered, her eyes brimming with tears,

How could she have the strength to call for help when she was drugged? Shaking, she said, “I was set

up and drugged. Mr. Lutz discovered me by accident…”

Ludwik’s hand tightened around her neck with

a deceptive caress. Suddenly, his pupils shrank, and he pulled her up from the bed and into his arms.

“Ah!” He had used so much force that Whitney’s entire body ached, her mind trembling.

The veins on Ludwik’s forehead bulged, but his tone was calm. “So, my woman needs to be saved by s

omeone else? That’s your excuse for being caught red–handed with him?”

Whitney was at a loss for words. “L, listen to me!”

Sensing the depth

of their relationship, Bryce interjected, “Sir, I don’t know who you are, but Ms. Valentine was nearly viol Content rights by NôvelDr//ama.Org.

ated. I came to her rescue. Please, don’t delay her any further.”

Seeing how rough Ludwik was with Whitney, Bryce attempted to get Whitney out.

However, Ludwik remained unmoved. Softly pressing the fragile woman’s shoulders, he smirked like th

e devil. “If you don’t know who I am, go find out. Are you interested in this woman? Unfortunately, I’ve a

lready slept with her. Did she not tell you that before you two started

messing around? She’s got my child.”

“L, enough!” Whitney felt her heart penetrated by the painful

humiliation. Why did he have to tear her pride apart and step on it in front of another man?

The man’s cold gaze shifted to her. Touching her

pink lips with his rough fingers, he said, “Why so nervous? Am I not telling the truth?”

With a mocking tone, he continued, “Enough, you said? Then why aren’t you leaving?”

Whitney trembled all over. Having no idea what L might do next, she said with difficulty, “Mr. Lutz, I’m s

orry that you had to witness such an embarrassing situation after saving me.”

Her eager explanation only made Ludwik’s eyes grow even gloomier.

Then, she turned around and left.

“Stop right there,” He called out.

Walking toward her, he grabbed Bryce’s shirt, threw it on the floor, and stepped on it.

Bryce’s expression turned ugly at the sight.

With a chilling touch, Ludwik draped his coat over Whitney’s shoulders and commanded, “Felix, tie her u

“Ms. Valentine, do you need help?” Bryce stepped forward; concern etched on his face.

But Ludwik’s grip was unyielding. Whitney, her eyes glistening, shook her head, her face pale.

As Felix and the bodyguards escorted her away, Elaine watched from the shadows, a cold smile on her

Though Whitney had not been defiled, Ludwik was beyond furious now.

Suddenly, Whitney’s piercing gaze met hers.

Whitney clenched her fists, then was whisked away.

Ludwik surveyed the room, his eyes icy as he addressed the

onlookers. “Nolan, clean this up. If a word of this gets out, heads will roll.”

His presence silenced the crowd.

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Hearing such an arrogant remark, Bryce was about to chase after Whitney, but his assistant intervened

of–this–

world good looks once brought trouble upon him. I have a hunch, sir, that this man is like Mr. Lippert. On

stature and power would dare to dismiss you so.”

A flicker of surprise crossed Bryce’s face.

Outside the banquet hall, on a secluded mountain path, Whitney was ushered into a car with a definitive

system engaged.

The chilling air seemed to freeze her very soul.

A tall, impeccably dressed man approached with an elegant chill, standing outside

to smoke a cigarette, his gaze devouring her through the window.

Trapped in the car, Whitney felt the oppressive fear as her tears glistened in the corner of her eyes, a m

After finishing two cigarettes, he finally got in the car, and with Felix trembling at the wheel, the Bentley

surged into the night.

Whitney finally burst out at the robust man beside her, unable to contain her frustration

from the humiliation she had suffered. “Are you insane? How did I ever cross

paths with a tyrant like you, so overbearing and unreasonable… Hmm!”

Ludwik suddenly seized her by the back of her head, pulling her into a fierce kiss

that was so intense that Whitney felt as if she was being devoured.