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

shut

eyebrow, waited curiously for her next

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to appear composed yet unable to mask her nervousness,

the belt

quick lip bite, her heart raced with

a keen sense of premonition. Moreover, he was no stranger to the

discerned

didn’t intervene, silently observing, a hint of

carpet muffled any sound as the robe’s

her bathrobe fall,

Her skin glowed softly.

her waist narrow enough to encircle with one hand, and her legs elegantly long. Even her fingernails had a delicate, polished

form seemed a masterpiece of nature, captivatingly perfect,

are you doing?” Marcelo’s voice

felt an unusual

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

a feigned calmness,

on the desk, she clarified, “I’m here as Mrs.

movements caused the thin

seconds, Marcelo was beside her, his hand

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

felt

the urge to turn

is where you want it, that’s fine.” Recognizing her initiative, Marcelo gave her a choice. “Are

the bedroom,” she

her first time having sex…in a study seemed too

It was too thrilling.

bed offered a

chuckle broke

Renee’s duplicity amused him.

“Ah!”

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herself lifted off the

one arm around his neck while she reached for her robe

from the study to the bedroom wasn’t

one will dare look

venture upstairs

my bathrobe! What

someone

What would they think?

not

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

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