Secret Wife, Real Billionaire

Chapter 27

Chapter 27

*MARCELO

I was a light slowper, the tiniest bit of noise woke me up.

I had barely shut my eyes that night when I was walkened by footsteps.

Topened my eyes to see Henre healing for the bathroom.

My eyes remained open until she came out.

It seemed as if she was barely awake because I was surprised when she slid into bed next to me.

Isa sharply as her scent reveloped me She slept so soundly next to me,ber peace seemingly unbreakable.

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How could she sleep so peacefully while my own peace was beling shattered by her.

Not Lar

I laid back on the bed and tried to wake her up.

It wasn’t fair that I was the only one who couldn’t sleep.

With that, called out “Rence.”

She didn’t stir.

My voice grew louder.“en”

Instead of answering me she nestled deeper into the pillow.

Was she such a deep sleeper?

My eyes dilated when she rolled over and placed her head on my chest.

I blinked, nervously as she nestled against me, pressing her body on mine

My body stiffened,a suppressed groan escaping my lips.

Her knees brushed my thigh and pressed against my crotch.

I felt myself hardening.

How dare this woman seduce me in her sleep?

I stared down at her her delicate face looked so soft, her cheeks were flushed and she looked simply gorgeous

My gaze shifted to the condoms.

I felt like grabbing one, making her lie of her back spread her beautiful legs and barry myself deep inside her.

Fuck!

That felt incredible just by thinking about it.

My dick hardened even morp

After a tough hesitation,I shut my eyes

My fists clenched and I resisted the urge to push her away from

She was killing me.

For the rest of the night I couldn’t sleep at all.

“RENEE

I felt so comfortable and I didn’t want to wake up but I could tell it was morning

Yawning I opened my eyes and sat up feeling groggy and disoriented.

I scanned the room and I was startled to see Marcelo seated on the left side of the bed.

And why the heck was I on the bed?

I was supposed to be on the couch!

“Why_what_._how?

My brain lagged in the morning.

I was baffled as I pointed alternately to me and Marcelo unable to figure out how I got into the bed.

TH

the

Did he perhaps

I quickly checked underneath the blanket.

still had my clothes

a

I felt no

turised wound and just stared

vacant couch and asked.“Why

didn’t want me to have a still

from

Marcelo wasn’t that considerate,

Then what happened?

stared at his face and noticed the

I didn’t want

didn’t seem as if he

remember and eventually I

the bathroom and

couldn’t exactly

to sleeping on a couch and it wasn’t comfortable at

be

leaned closer. “What

I lowered my head.“Nothing”

when he copped

and I felt so drawn

face drew closer, his warm breath on my skin, allowing me to see my

had a rough night because of you You should find a way to make

I was surprised to find that

to keep touching

argue that his rough night wasn’t

considering I had moved to his bed myself,I

in

routine, a maid

were to attend a memorial service at the King’s family

only for members of the family and also those who joined the family by

Catherine

least she won’t make trouble for me at

to the church and I noticed Marcelo was colder than

be easy

lose both his father and

to believe he didn’t kill

around all the urns of the dead relatives of the

was there

Chapter 27

were interrupted when Andrew inquired, “Grandpa, where is

let out a chuckle

share the same grandmother. Andrew’s

Paul’s reluctance to speak,

and Renee, couldn’t

all eyes turned towards

shifted provocatively towards

dedicated her life to you. Doesn’t she deserve a

knew the King’s

insisted on living in the Kings‘ house, disrupting Paul’s married life withi Marcelo’s Grandmother, even attempting to

She cured Gary

father and literally rained

apart Marcelo’s family, be honored here or receive Marcelo’s

Renee saw Marcelo in a new light: a solitary figure doin to a lone beast atop a mountain. He was untouchable yet profoundly isolated, teetering

family members exchanged glances, their eyes shifting between Gary’s family and

a tense silence, Macelo finally

ashes can be

Paul was stunned.

my mother’s ashes!” Gary, elated, Instructed

tone mischievous yet ominous. “If

“How dare you“!

defiant bastard You! Why are you that

was barely there,

the ashes

with the ashes of Paul’s first love staying

to be scared of

whispered to him, “Your grandfather

response was a

herself for

remarked, “Mrs.King, don’t

ww

Sebastian, his brother, hadn’t been overly compassionate, he wouldn’t be reduced to ashes now, Paul had never truly cared for Marcelo or

favorite son had always been

they wanted to rip where they didn’t

wanted his father’s

image, wanting to avoid

pierced the air.

about six,

high ground, the church’s exit was a slope, and Marcelo’s wheelchair began

“Marcelo!”

second thought, Renee sprinted after the

raced down the slope, leaving onlookers amazed at

Renee finally reached his

motion was overwhelming, causing her legs to buckle, one

the wheelchair halted, a sharp pain radiated from her injured

with concem, Looking up, she met his deep, unreadable gaze. His

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