Secret Wife, Real Billionaire

Chapter 50

Chapter 50 Done

In the study, Luke concluded his report and added a cautionary note. “Mr. King, at tonight’s auction, several acquaintances spotted you. And your extravagant spending may draw attention from the King household.”

Marcelo seemed unconcerned. “Am I not allowed to use my money?”

Luke hastened to correct himself, “Of course, you are.”

But it was unusual for Marcelo to be so lavish with his wealth.

Marcelo’s decision to bring Renee to the auction was bound to stir controversy, yet he did not care. The thought that these fools hadn’t suspected him for years amused Marcelo. It was high time they sensed some peril.

They couldn’t forever see him as a loser.

After all, only a quarry that reacts to danger truly intrigues predator.

A knock interrupted them, followed by Renee’s voice. “Marcelo, can I come in?”

At Marcelo’s nod, Luke opened the door.

“Mrs…” He paused, momentarily taken aback, then quickly averted his gaze.

Renee, just out of the bath, her beauty unadorned, stood there with damp hair falling over her shoulders. Her white silk robe accentuated her figure, catching anyone off guard.

Feeling Marcelo’s piercing look, Luke hastily excused himself. “I’ll leave you to it, Mr. King.”

Marcelo faced Renee, his expression unreadable.

Renee, realizing her attire might be too revealing, fidgeted nervously, running her fingers through her hair. “I came looking for you. I didn’t expect Luke here, and, well I’m properly dressed underneath.”

His face remained impassive.

Did she think mentioning her proper undergarments would change anything?

What d do you want?” Marcelo reclined in his chair, his gaze settling on Renee.

Alone with him, her attire seemed strikingly appropriate.

“You…have you finished your work?“Renee hesitated briefly before asking.

Marcelo’s silent stare urged her to speak her mind.

“Well, I’ll leave you to your tasks,” Renee said, planning to exit and return later.

She wanted to chicken out now.

But as she turned, Marcelo spoke. “I’m done.”

“Just say what you have to say” was written all over his face.

Renee thought to herself, shouldn’t he return to his room if he’s finished?

then doubted he would welcome her

clicked shut as

waited curiously for her next

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trying to appear composed yet unable to

nervously touched the belt

a quick lip bite, her heart raced with

a man, often had a keen sense of premonition. Moreover, he was no stranger to the attention of women who sought

discerned her

didn’t intervene, silently observing, a hint of Intrigued amusement

any sound as the robe’s

an instant, Renee let her bathrobe fall, revealing her

Her skin glowed softly.

slender, her waist narrow enough to encircle with one hand, and

nature, captivatingly perfect, stirring

you doing?”

unusual dryness in his

air conditioning at seventy–two degrees Fahrenheit, which

a feigned calmness, she approached

desk, she clarified, “I’m here

movements caused the

mere seconds, Marcelo was beside her, his hand on her

back. Was that his pen? “Here? Really?” he asked, his breath warm

closeness felt

to turn away, maintaining

this is where you want it, that’s fine.” Recognizing her

to the bedroom,” she

her first

It was too thrilling.

bed

broke

Renee’s duplicity amused him.

“Ah!”

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felt herself lifted off the desk. Marcelo had

arm around his neck while she reached for her

distance from the study to the

“No one will

staff wouldn’t venture upstairs without his

want my bathrobe!

if someone

What would they think?

he not have any

seemingly indifferent to modesty, wrapped his coat around her and

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