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"I heard you're going to marry Marcelo. Is this perhaps your revenge against me? It's very laughable, Renee. That man can barely function." Her foster family, her cheating ex, everyone thought Renee was going to live in pure hell after getting married to a disabled and cruel man. She didn't know if anything good would ever come out of it after all, she had always thought it would be hard for anyone to love her but this cruel man with dark secrets is never going to grant her a divorce because she makes him forget how to breathe.
*RENEE*
*You're such a prude. We've been together for more than a year, yet you won't let me touch you. You don't have the right to blame me for having an affair with your sister!*
Those words reverberated in my head over and over again.
I had been with Andrew King for almost a year. Our union had started off as a blind date arranged by my parents.
My parents badly wanted to be connected to the King family, the wealthiest and most powerful family in Chicago.
I had found Andrew likable, but I really didn't feel that deep, spontaneous love for him. Still, my parents had warned me that I *must* be with him and *must* get married to him. We had been engaged and were to be married soon-just for me to walk in on him having sex with my sister.
Granted, I had never done more with Andrew other than kissing, but I felt he understood that I wanted to wait until marriage. I genuinely believed that maybe, then, I would fall deeply for him.
Even if I didn't love him, his betrayal still hurt a great deal-and he had the nerve to tell me to overlook what I saw.
He fucking had the nerve to tell me to think of his affair as nothing.
I might not be a perfect woman, but I knew my worth. I had great self-esteem and would never settle for less.
I had bluntly told Andrew that it was over between us. I didn't want to have anything to do with him ever again.
But the pain of the breakup was still very fresh in my heart. Especially because I felt that Andrew was going to save me from the Hudsons.
I leaned against the window, devastated. I was in a cab when I caught sight of a club.
I sat up and quickly told the driver to pull over. I just wanted to distract myself-do anything to get over this pain.
I hurried up to the entrance, but I was stopped by two bouncers.
"The club's having a mask party tonight. Everyone has to wear masks," they informed me.
Sighing, I bought a mask from the side, put it on, and walked into the club.
I immediately went to the counter where I sat and ordered some alcoholic drinks.
I downed bottle after bottle, wanting to drink my sorrows away.
Vaguely, I noticed a man sitting beside me.
He was also wearing a mask and was elegantly sipping his glass of wine.
My alcohol-filled senses took notice of how gorgeous he looked in his suit. I instantly had a feeling that he must have a very handsome face.
As I continued to gush over him, I suddenly longed to be in a man's arms.
In all my twenty-two years of life, this was the most I had ever craved intimacy.
Without thinking twice-not that I would have been able to think twice in my alcohol-filled brain-I got off my chair and staggered closer to him.
"Hello there," I purred. "Wanna spend the night with me?"
The man only stared at me for a second, and to my surprise, he nodded.
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A few minutes later found us walking into a hotel room.
As the man turned on the light, I closed the distance between us, stood on my toes, and kissed him. He wrapped his arms around my waist and kissed me back-passionately.
As he took nibble after nibble of my lips, I gasped.
"Should... should we take our masks off?" I stuttered.
I had never done this before. I didn't know if I'd prefer to leave my mask on or off.
The man moved back a bit and took my mask off.
I could see his eyes dilate behind his own mask.
I expected him to take off his mask too, but he suddenly asked,
"What are you doing here?"
I frowned, confused.
Hadn't we already established why we were both here?
"Are you always spreading your legs for every guy at the bar?" the man lashed out at me again.
I felt sure this man must be insane; what right did he have to judge me?
I glanced at his abs, admitting a sheer desire between my thighs as I remembered the hardness against me just seconds ago. I wanted him. It was a feeling Andrew had never sparked in me-but that wasn't a reason for him to insult me!
I didn't understand what I had gotten myself into!
"What about you?! Don't you stick your dick out for every woman at the bar? You think you're a man, so you think you're noble?!" My desire vanished completely; how had I encountered such a chauvinistic man?!
I thought I'd better leave.
"I'll book you a ride. Leave as soon as it gets here!" the man announced as he opened his ride-hailing app.
I didn't refuse; I immediately left the room. He owed me the fare for insulting me! I was so angry I forgot to demand an apology!
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*MARCELO*
I stood by the window as I watched Renee Hudson get into the cab I had booked.
Thank goodness I had removed her mask.
I had almost had sex with my cousin's fiancée. I had been furious earlier and had thought that she might have planned to seduce me.
But I knew that couldn't be the case. She didn't know that it was me. And I was glad I didn't take off my mask. Else, she would have discovered my secret.
I hoped to never see her again. At that moment, my phone rang, and the butler's voice came through the receiver.
"Master, your mother is planning on getting you a wife."
I shut my eyes briefly. Didn't that woman ever get tired of trying to get me married?
"Pay no mind to her," I snapped and hung up.
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