Love beyond the mask (Whitney) novel 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.

Furious now, Ludwik glared at her like a wolf denied a steak. “All right, Whitney. Just wait till I’m better. You won’t get off so easy!”

God, she was blushing now. Whitney quickly changed the subject, desperate to distract him. “I actually came back to report, okay? Don’t you want to know the real cause of Florence Sheldon’s death?”

Truth be told, Ludwik was in no mood to care about that right now. Still, he forced himself to look serious, switching gears instantly. “Did the morgue release the autopsy report?”

“Don’t get me started. When I got there, Holly Walker and Emma were raising hell.”

Whitney’s expression tightened. “But whatever drama they stirred up, it didn’t matter. Florence was killed by one of the prison’s puppets, so an autopsy was mandatory. The police are your guys, right?”