Love beyond the mask (Whitney) novel Chapter 406

Her drunken state was dangerously inviting, and he found himself losing control.

The moment he tasted her, he quickly lost all reason, desire burning fiercely within him.

He had long forgotten whether this was right or wrong.

He pinned her slender legs with his own, biting at her neck as intense emotions poured from his eyes. In a pained and soft voice, he asked her, "If this is all just a dream, Whitney... can I do this?"

Whitney mumbled incoherently, confused by the question. Her mind was foggy with alcohol, and her body's instinctual responses left her feeling dizzy with desire.

"Not even in a dream! Ludwik, I despise you so much, it makes my teeth clench. I will never..."

Forgive him?

He didn't want to hear any more of her hurtful words, even her drunken truths were filled with hatred for him. It seemed he really had no chance!

His hand hesitated over her heart, unsure whether to proceed.

Yet, the fire within him pulsed and soared, her allure burning him up inside. Despite knowing he shouldn't...

He gave in, tearing at her clothes. Whitney cried out as he could no longer maintain his gentlemanly facade before her.

"This will be the last time, even in a dream. Don't scream."

He gently covered her mouth, his kisses trailing down as he looked into her troubled, hazy eyes. "I'll be gentle. You won't remember when you wake up. You'll only remember your hatred for me."

Tears moistened the corners of his eyes as he lifted the delicate form of Whitney into his arms...

After two hours of turmoil, Ludwik carried the woman out of the bathtub and gently placed her in the bedroom, next to Danny.

He lingered over her flushed appearance before stepping out the door.

"I'm sorry." Ludwik's deep voice fragmented in the air, his handsome face expressionless. "I have to leave."

The night returned to silence.

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Whitney woke from a fragmented dream feeling disoriented. Her head ached, and her body felt unusually sore.

The man in her dream had pinned her against the wall with such intensity that breathing and resisting seemed all too real.

His eyes were filled with pain as he held her hand, not allowing her to refuse, his kisses silencing her...

Blushing, Whitney impulsively threw back the covers!

Her clothes were neatly arranged...

"Mummy..." Danny popped his head out from the blankets.

Whitney was baffled and asked, "Honey, what are you doing here?"

"Last night, Daddy brought me over. He's leaving Banyan City. He left me here with you to help you get through these tough times."

Danny tried to put a positive spin on his dad's message, hoping to make his mom feel better.

"..."

Whitney was stunned. Leaving Banyan City?

Wait, the main point was, had Ludwik really come to her house?

Was that inappropriate dream real or just a fantasy?

Her face burning, Whitney got up, feeling genuinely uncomfortable. She was no longer a little girl...

She rushed into the bathroom, frowned as she stripped, and checked her body in the mirror, but found no signs of intimacy.

He was always so forceful, and every time they were together, she'd be left with bruises.

Whitney was frustrated, her memories of the night were fragmented, and she couldn't be sure if Ludwik had taken advantage of her or not.

If she were sober, there was no way she'd let anything happen between them, especially since they hated each other so much.

But if she was drunk and he took advantage, even for a moment...