Secret Wife, Real Billionaire

Chapter 32

Chapter 32 His laughter

*RENEE*

I sighed, caught in the space between wakefulness and sleep.

I opened my eyes and shut them back because my head was spinning.

It felt as if I was floating on clouds.

Holding my head, I slowly sat up.It took me a full minute to orient myself.

The sight of a dark blanket and the modern decor around me snapped me back to reality.

This wasn’t my bedroom.

Was this…Marcelo’s room?

I panicked and looked down at my body.

I was wearing a black shirt, this wasn’t my shirt either.

What was going on?

I tensed when the bathroom door opened and Marcelo walked out clad in a suit.

“You…I…is this your room?”

He regarded me as if I were being absurd.

Well, with the dark decor of this room,no one needed to tell me that it was his.

But I was still confused.“How did I end up here?I…I remember being in my room last night and this shirt…”

Oh God.

This shirt smells like him.

And why was I wearing nothing underneath?!

“Don’t you remember how psychotic you were last night?”

I blinked.

Psychotic?

I held my head trying to remember what happened last night.

But I could only clearly remember drinking that juice.

“I can only remember drinking that juice.My memory of what happened next is blur.“I gasped as something dawned on me.“Was the juice drugged?!”

Marcelo scoffed.“It wasn’t drugged and it wasn’t juice, you psycho! It’s Long Island Iced Tea.It might taste sweet but trust me, it is strong!How do you not know that?”

I gasped.

Long Island Iced Tea?

been drinking

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had a lot of

Oh God.

was well–acquainted with popular cocktail including the renowned Long Island Iced

was famous for its strong alcohol content, known for sparkling passionate nights among those

have gotten so drunk, drunker than I’ve ever been in my life,I

was no ache or

I had done last night but

seem like he touched

he such a

it when I looked

giving me a

Was he…mocking me?

no idea what happened to me last night so he can’t blame me for suspecting something sexual

the bed, I moved but winced when I felt a sharp pain in

when I attempted

it hurt so

worse than

if he read my

had drunkenly soaked yourself in the bathtub yesterday

I blinked.

Gosh!

am never getting drunk

soon as I was

as I

back on the

use

in shock when he carried me into

for the bathroom and even placed me on top of the

beating uncontrollably, missing several

that,

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to calm my beating

he suddenly so

It was disarming.

the bathroom making

was as if I had

I buried my face into my

still couldn’t remember what happen after I

did my bandage got

his bedroom and in his

knock on the door

“Renee? Are you okay?”

realized I had been in here

“Yeah…yeah…em…I’m coming.”

toilet and leapt towards the sink.I quickly washed my hands and then I leapt towards the

opened the door, I

started beating wildly

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