Secret Wife Real Billionaire (by Ela) novel Chapter 261

Marcelo scoffed

Did she seriously think she could appease him with this afterthought of a gift?

He was about to protest when his gaze landed on the beautiful shirt. Fine!I'll try it on."

Try it on?

Renee, holding the shirt, followed Marcelo upstairs, quickly realizing what he meant by saying he'd try it on.

As soon as he closed the bedroom door behind them, he yanked off his tie with one hand and started unbuttoning his shirt. All the while, his gaze remained fixed on Renee.

He was like a hungry wolf eyeing an innocent lamb.

Almost immediately, Renee sensed the subtle and tense shift in the atmosphere.

She ventured, "Marcelo, what are you doing?"

“Trying on the clothes."

While unbuttoning his shirt, he started walking towards Renee.

Her heart began to race. She stepped back subconsciously.

Marcelo’s lips curled up slightly as she backed up into the wall, as though he had cornered his prey.

His thin lips parted, and he said in a low, husky voice, "Help me change."

“Wh-what?”

Marcelo took Renee’s soft hand, guiding it to the buttons of his shirt, speaking deliberately. "I just want you to help me."

Her ears grew hot, her cheeks blushing bright red.

Just as Marcelo thought she would refuse him, he noticed that she was staring intently at his collar.She reached out a trembling hand and slowly undid his shirt buttons...

When Renee touched him, Marcelo felt as if a door in his heart had been silently opened.

On the other side stood Renee, who was shy but bold enough to undress him.

Silence reigned supreme in the room as his intense gaze followed every subtle movement she made.

Her curled, thick eyelashes fluttered like startled butterflies.

She was nervous.

This realization brought Marcelo a sense of pleasure, and it also made him want to tease her.

His shirt fell to the floor a second later.

Renee reached for the new shirt, but before she could help him put it on, he pinned her hands above her head and kissed her.

The new shirt fell from her fingers.

Renee wasn't too surprised by this turn of event. She knew Marcelo well, so she had expected him to make a move on her the moment he backed her into the corner.

After a week apart, the kiss felt both familiar and overwhelming.

They made out for several moments and only stopped when the need for air became too great.

Marcelo’s lips were red and his voice had grown husky. “My love, did you miss me this much?”

For a moment, the fog of lust Renee had been thrown into by Marcelo’s oxygen-depriving kiss lifted. He...What did he just call her?

Her eyes widened in shock and happiness, but before she could dwell on it, he kissed her again. Her eyes drifted close, and she once again became lost in him.

Her face was partially hidden in the quilt, but she managed to peek at him with one eye.

There was a mischievous glint in her eye, like a clever fox scheming for mischief.

She teased, "Didn't you order Luke to pay special attention to my work? So how could you not know if it went well?"

Marcelo withdrew his hand and stared at her blankly. "That was Luke’s own doing."

He wasn't about to admit he had paid special attention to Renee.

“Really?" She lifted her head from the quilt and turned to face him. "Then who was watching the Light show live during a meeting?"

Marcelo swiped his tongue against his molars and posed a question of his own. "Did Luke tell you that?"

Tomorrow, he would certainly get back at Luke for his loose mouth.

When Renee saw Marcelo’s deflated reaction, she felt a surge of triumph, but she tampered it down quickly before she could get too cocky.

After all, they were still in bed, and Marcelo could decide to make her pay.

“Marcelo, you paused a meeting to watch a live stream. It's such a ludicrous thing and Luke didn't even advise you against it?”

“He's my employee. How could he advise me?"Marcelo’s voice carried a defiant tone.

Renee could tell Marcelo was starting to grow a tendency for shirking work. She couldn't help but advise, "Just don't do that next time. It won't reflect well in the office."

Unperturbed by her reproachful tone, Marcelo enveloped Renee in his embrace and stared down at her with a dark, intent gaze.

He smirked. "If you can't sleep,do you want me to…”

“I'm sleeping…I’m sleeping.”Renee whined and Marcelo laughed.