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?

doubted he would welcome her

clicked shut as Renee locked the

eyebrow, waited curiously for

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trying to appear composed yet unable to

the belt of

lip bite,

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

discerned

observing, a hint of Intrigued

any sound as the robe’s

let her bathrobe

Her skin glowed softly.

was slender, her waist narrow enough to encircle with one hand, and her legs elegantly long. Even her fingernails had

seemed a masterpiece of nature, captivatingly perfect, stirring

are you doing?” Marcelo’s

felt an unusual dryness in

air conditioning at seventy–two degrees Fahrenheit, which caused Renee a slight

a feigned calmness, she approached

hand on the desk, she

movements caused the thin fabric to

her, his hand on

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

closeness felt

the urge to turn away, maintaining

that’s fine.” Recognizing

the

was unappealing, but for her first time having sex…in a study seemed

It was too thrilling.

a bed offered

chuckle broke

Renee’s duplicity amused him.

“Ah!”

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lifted off the desk.

neck while

the study

one will dare look

venture upstairs

my bathrobe!

if someone

What would they think?

not

indifferent to modesty, wrapped his coat around her and carried her out. Clutching

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