Secret Wife, Real Billionaire

Chapter 70 Hold back

*RENEE*

| thought it might not be an important reason.Anna might have thought that Marcelo didn’t want to get married

because of how aloof he was so | decided not to delve further.

“Is it okay if | wait here for Marcelo?“ inquired.

“Certainly, “Anna replied. “But Mr. King’s meetings often last over three hours. Can you wait that long?”

“I can”

| settled onto a sofa in the lounge, picking up a book to read

Yet, in less than thirty minutes, the lounge door swung open.

Marcelo, maneuvering his wheelchair swiftly, approached the.

“Why are you still here?” He gazed atwith an urgency in his voice, as if battling to contain his emotions.

“What?” | responded, puzzled.

“Weren't you supposed to have dinner with someone?”

It appeared that the director was really loyal to Marcelo. A seemingly casual piece of information | had shared

with him moments ago had reached Marcelo’s ears with remarkable speed.

“Is the meeting over?” Glancing towards the meeting room | noticed the senior executives hadn't cout,

indicating the meeting was still ongoing. “It’s not over, is it?”

He didn’t answer to that.

“Renee, | need to know, “Marcelo pressed, his mind reeling with the words Renee had shared with Paul,

overheard through the meeting room’s surveillance.

*Paul, in a wolf pack, there's only room for one alpha. Marcelo, with his prowess, need not yield to others. Are

you trying to demean Marcelo by having him work under Gary? Logically, you ought to be grateful to Marcelo

that he gave up the fight to becKing Group's president and also allowing it still operate in this city.*

Marcelo sighed inwardly. Was she naive? Advocating for him by herself, unaware that if not for the surveillance,

her words would have remained unknown to him.

In that moment, a torrent of emotion surged through his veins. His gaze fixed unblinkingly on the woman before

him.

“Are you upset with me, Marcelo?” Setting aside her book, Renee continued, “I bumped into Andrew downstairs.|

told him the Koenigsegg | was driving was a gift from you. He probably suspects you're the KM Group CEO, hence

he brought Paul here. I'm sorry...I..."

It was entirely unexpected for Renee when Marcelo kissed her so suddenly.

Overwhelmed by shock, she was momentarily immobilized. Her lower body collapsed onto the sofa, while her

upper body leaned into Marcelo’s arms. His hand, gripping her waist, was the only thing keeping her somewhat

steady.

“Oh my god!”

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The exclamation cfrom a stunned observer.

A senior executive, who had stepped out to find Marcelo, stood at the meeting room door, his eyes wide with

disbelief.

Regaining her senses, Renee attempted to push Marcelo away.

“What are you looking at?“Marcelo, clearly annoyed by the interruption, scowled.

“I'm sorry! Mr. King, I'll leave now!”

The executive, regaining his composure, hurriedly retreated, ushering away a colleague who had heard his

shout.

Renee, covering her face, was bewildered by the unfolding events.

“Marcelo, are you not considering the potential gossip within the company due to your inappropriate behavior?”

“They wouldn't dare to gossip about me.”

Marcelo seemed carefree. After all, it was his company. He felt entitled to act as he pleased.

“Mr. King, about the meeting...“Luke, Marcelo’s trusted aide, was approached by the executives to intervene in

this delicate situation.

“Let’s resit tomorrow.”

Marcelo,taking Renee’s hand, headed towards his CEO office.

His wheelchair moved so swiftly that Renee struggled to keep pace. “Aren't you in a meeting? Slow down!”

“Today's meeting is adjourned. We'll continue tomorrow. You're getting off work on ttoday.” Luke,

expressionless, relayed the message to the other executives

Their relief at not having to work overtwas overshadowed by the day’s unexpected events. “Is Mr. King

neglecting his duties? Leaving before the meeting ends?”

“Did Mr. King just leave? He won't hear us, right?”

“Unbelievable! Mr. King was kissing that woman? He's actually into women?”

“Quiet!His P.A is still here.”

Luke quickly interjected, “It’s fine. | won't report it.”

He, too, had once doubted Marcelo’s interest in women.

“Mr. Luke, did Mr. King cancel meetings before... also because of that lady?”

Luke, feigning nonchalance, warned, “Don’t spread rumors. Mr. King dislikes gossip about his private life.”

The message was clear. The woman was indeed the cause, but it was to be kept confidential. “Wow! Did anyone

see her face clearly?”

“No, | just caught a glimpse, but she was stunning!”

“Mr. Luke, do you have any photos of the CEO's woman? Can we see?”

Luke shook his head. “I don’t have any photos.”

He wouldn't dare risk taking pictures of Marcelo’s wife. That would be a death wish.

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As the CEO office door closed with a bang, Renee found herself pressed against it by Marcelo.

He kissed her passionately, a kiss so intense that Rence found it overwhelming.

“Marcelo...You! Wait...I...”

Renee struggled to articulate her thoughts, but her words were continually interrupted by his fervent kisses.

His hand grasping her waist, the other daringly edging under her clothes towards her chest, sent a shiver

coursing through her.

Abruptly, Marcelo ceased his advances, releasing Renee from his embrace.

She could feel the warmth of his breath and she marveled at his thick eyelashes.

The intensity in his gaze was deep and unsettling like an abyss.

“When | touched you, why were you trembling?”

His voice was tinged with a husky tone.

“I'm a little...I'm not used to doing it.“She stammered, her legs weak, struggling to steady her breath.

“Renee, you have to get used to my touch.I can tell you like it.“His tone was full of mockery.

Renee, hands against his chest, paused briefly before uttering, “I need a glass of water.”

Marcelo, recalling her voice hadn't fully recovered, inquired, “Can you stand on your own?”

“Yes.” She nodded.

Releasing her, Marcelo fetched a glass of warm water.

Renee, taking it, sighed in relief.

For the tbeing, she wasn’t mentally prepared to have sex in his office.

After sitting on the sofa, a sip of water soothed her throat, which was strained from the recent tension and last

night’s moaning.

“What's gotten into you? Why did you suddenly...kiss me?“Renee questioned, her eyes narrowing in confusion.

Upon exiting the meeting room, he embraced her tightly, planted a passionate kiss on her lips, and then ushered

her into his office. She was really shocked.

Marcelo, hands clasped, stared down at his fingertips, his face expressionless.

He wouldn't divulge that he knew about her plan to meet Sarah and had not intended to stay, so he entered the

meeting room.

But inside, his attention wasn’t on work.

He thought she'd leave after her altercation with Paul and Andrew.

Yet, when Andrew informed him she had been waiting outside for him for half an hour, Marcelo didn’t hesitate to

rush out.

His emotions were akin to an effervescent tablet dropped into water, bubbling uncontrollably.

He couldn’t hold back his emotions anymore.

These emotions felt foreign to Marcelo, yet he didn’t find them repulsive.

The thought of his wife waiting quietly for him was something he couldn't bear.

“I thought you had an appointment with Sarah,” He remarked as he looked at her. The emotions that had filled

his eyes when he kissed her last twere completely gone this time. Now he was cold and distant with her

again.

“I cback because | was worried about you,” Renee responded in an apologetic tone. She paused for seconds

then asked hesitantly, “Marcelo, now that they know you're the president of KM Group, will this get you in

trouble? I'm really sorry if you get into trouble because of me. | shouldn’t have shown off in front of Andrew.| just

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She couldn't finish her words as Marcelo suddenly leaned over her and kissed her lips passionately again.

Her eyes widened in shock and confusion, and she didn’t know what to do.