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?

would welcome her in

The door clicked shut

eyebrow, waited curiously for her

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composed yet unable to mask her nervousness, approached

nervously touched the belt of

bite, her heart

as a man, often had a keen sense of premonition. Moreover, he was

quickly discerned her underlying

a hint

sound

her bathrobe

Her skin glowed softly.

encircle with one hand, and her legs elegantly

of nature, captivatingly perfect, stirring both visual admiration

doing?” Marcelo’s voice

felt an unusual dryness in

air conditioning at seventy–two degrees Fahrenheit,

calmness, she approached his

desk, she clarified, “I’m here as

caused the

Marcelo was beside her, his hand on

desk, she felt a cold object on her back. Was

closeness felt

fought the urge to

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

the bedroom,”

for her first time having sex…in a study seemed

It was too thrilling.

a way, a bed offered

broke

Renee’s duplicity amused him.

“Ah!”

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felt herself lifted off the desk. Marcelo had picked her

she said, one arm around his neck while she reached

the study to the bedroom wasn’t

one will

wouldn’t venture upstairs

want my bathrobe!

if someone saw

What would they think?

he not have

his coat around her and carried her out. Clutching the

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