Secret Wife, Real Billionaire

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?

I had been drinking

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a lot

Oh God.

discreet owner of Venus Bar, I was well–acquainted with popular cocktail including the renowned Long

its strong alcohol content, known for sparkling passionate nights among those who indulged in

gotten so drunk, drunker than I’ve

there was no ache

but I

it didn’t seem

such

regretted it

giving me a mocking

Was he…mocking me?

to me last night so he can’t blame

winced when I felt a sharp pain in

gasped when I

did it

was worse than

he read my thoughts,he

had drunkenly soaked yourself in the bathtub yesterday and your wound

I blinked.

Gosh!

am never getting

managed to get off the bed but as soon as I was on my

as I leaned

on

use the

in shock when he carried me into his

and even placed

beating uncontrollably, missing

me know when you’re done.“With that,

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trying to

suddenly so gentle

It was disarming.

items filled the bathroom making me acutely

had wandered into an

I buried my face into my

remember what happen after I had drank to

did my bandage got

I in his bedroom and in his

the

“Renee? Are you okay?”

realized I had been in here

“Yeah…yeah…em…I’m coming.”

sink.I quickly washed my hands and then I leapt

door, I found him standing

heart started