A Beauty With Multiple Masks

Mark felt dejected when he saw Linda’s indifferent expression.

Does she care so much about the Duke?

Her attitude toward me changed when all I did was let a few people go.

“Linda, I have my own reasons for doing this.” Mark was quite heartbroken.

He did all that for the sake of their future.

“Your own reasons? What reasons? Don’t you know that you’re betraying His Grace by doing that?” Linda yelled with a suppressed voice.

“Linda, we already betrayed him the moment we slept together…” Mark looked at her intently.

Linda staggered a few steps back in a daze upon hearing his words.

Have I already betrayed His Grace?

“Linda, I love you, and I cannot live without you. Do you know how heartbroken I am to see you with him?”

and held her tightly in his arms, his scorching tears falling on

doesn’t love her. He just uses her as a tool to satisfy his

allow us to be

her heart clenched, and she slowly hugged

the one who took

raised my voice at you. I’m just too worried about you. If the Duke finds out…” said Linda softly, nestling

the Duke, and they both knew the Duke’s

wall and clasped the back of her head. Subsequently, he unbuttoned

herself from making any noise and reached to clutch

“Mark… Mark…”

her lips. “You should just pretend

do something that can’t be

careful on your way back,” said Mark while helping her to straighten

at him

expression turned grim amidst the darkness. Ever since the Duke forced himself on Linda right in front of Mark, he had lost

***

the warehouse to move the firearms. When the guards stationed at the warehouse spotted them,