Chapter 187 Her protest

    “It’s not…”

    Renee’s protest was silenced as their lips locked once again.

    The documentary continued ying in the background, its melodious and joyful music setting the perfect mood for the night. Pajamas were the easiest clothes to peel off, and Marcelo seemed quite satisfied as he buried his face in her neck, inhaling deeply.

    The scent of her shower gel was unfamiliar to him, and he found himself preferring the one at home, as it made him feel possessive of her.

    He was longing for her toe home.

    As the shoulder strap of her pajamas slid down to her wrist, Renee finally realized that Marcelo desired more than just a kiss. “Marcelo, you… you should stop! No…”

    Renee’s words were gasped between moments of pleasure, her protests gradually sumbing to the man’s undeniable allure. “Just rx! I know what I’m doing!” He assured her, his intentions clear as they would embark on a passionate night together. “I meant, not here!” Renee was visibly rattled.

    “Why not?” Marcelo countered lightly, pinning her wrists above her head with one hand, while his other hand continued what it was doing.

    “Sarah will be here soon…”

    “No, she won’t,” he said with absolute certainty.

    After all, Marvin wouldn’t be letting Sarah go any time soon.

    “But I…”

    “You what?” His warm breath brushed against Renee’s cheekb, /bsending a shiver down her spine.

    Having her in his arms again dispelled the dark clouds that had been hanging over his head in thest two days.

    However, Renee thought that they had yet to resolve their issues. Still, she had been yearning for Marcelo while they were apart, and she couldn’t bring herself to ruin this moment between them. I saw you earlier,”

    Renee said, changing what she initially wanted to say.

    Her tone carried a hint of grievance.

    He hade overb, /bseen her, then just turned around and left!

    “I saw you too,” Marcelo said with a sneer before leaning over to rip at her earlobe. “I saw you…Holding a bouquet of flowers from another man. Laughing and talking to him…Right in front of me!”

    Renee moved her head to the side and blinked innocently at him. Those flowers were from the student union.”

    Since Marcelo had taken the initiative to bring Howard up in their conversationb, /bshe decided that she might as well mention Vivian as well.

    Howard was rightb, /bRenee needed to have ba /bproper talk with Marcelo.

    “Want to bgo /bto bed now?” bHe /bbasked /bin between kisses, a rarity for Him. He didn’t usually ask for her bopinion/bb, /band just did whatever he wanted. bHe /bhad always been domineering in bed.

    Renee nodded.

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    But Marcelo had barely taken a couple of steps when she suddenly shook her head. “No, not the bed!”

    Sarah still had to sleep in that bedter!

    “Then, the sofa?” Marcelo didn’t care either way. His only criticism was that the sofa wasn’t made of genuine leather.

    “No!” Renee replied vehemently.

    What if they left a mark on the sofa? What would the school staff think when they eventually have to clean it?

    Marcelo looked around, frowning when he couldn’t find any other suitable spot.

    The room was incredibly small, and it irked him immensely.

    “Fine, let’s just do it standing, then!” he said, not totally opposed to this option.

    Renee was usually opposed to this position. She didn’t like the fact that she would have bto /bhang onto him throughout the deed. It put her utterly at his mercy.

    She opened her mouth to refuse, but it was toote.

    Marcelo already got to work.

    Later, when they were both spent and she was drifting in and out bof /bconsciousness, she heard him whisper,

    “Renee,e home, please.”

    **

    The security office

    “Mr. Hill,” a guard poked his head through the door and called out. “Your guardian is here.” Marvin looked up and met Sarah’s gaze. His aloof expression instantly gave way to an aggrieved one. In the blink of an eye, he changed from arge, menacing guard dog to arge, abandoned wet dog.

    Sarah looked around. Marvin was settled on the sofa with a steaming cup of tea in front of him. He seemed to be getting quite the treatment here.

    She nced at him once and immediately looked away. She thanked the security guard and waved Marvin over.

    “Let’s go.”

    But Marvin didn’t budge. He just sat there and asked, “Who are you to me? My elders said that I have a bad brain, so I shouldn’t just go with anyone.”

    He put up a stubborn front, making it clear that he wasn’t leaving with Sarah until she exined herself.

    Needless to say, she was dumbfounded.

    This man…Was he really so shameless that he himself would im that his brain was faulty? Here, of all ces?

    The security guard hesitated and gave Sarah a wary look,

    By all rights, Marvin appeared to be a brilliant and sessful person, but surely, no normal person would dere that they had mental problems outright. Moreover, no person in their right mind would voluntarily stay in the same ce for ban /bentire day.

    What if he was in the spectrum? Perhaps his genius was a part bof /bhis autism or something..

    The security’s imagination was running wild with possibilities.

    “bExcuse /bbme/b, miss. What is byour /brtionship with Mr. Hill? If bhe /bdoesn’t brecognize /byoub, /bbI’m /bafraid I can’t blet /bbyou /bbtake /bbhim/bb./bb” /b

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    Sarah’s jaw dropped in disbelief.

    Someone was actually buying the drivel Marvin was spewing?

    Meanwhile, the esteemed Marvin himself sat back leisurely, waiting for Sarah to answer the guard

    “I am his sister,” she finally said, a wry look on her face.

    That should be enough to allow him to leave with her, right?

    “You are not my sister,” Marvin promptly said and shook his head

    He was calling her a liar!

    Sarah gritted her teeth in anger, restraining the urge to punch Marvin in the face.

    “A good friend,” She bit out afterposing herself. “That’s what meant.”

    “Yeah, girlfriend,” Marvin corrected as he stood up, seemingly ready to go with her.

    Sarah fumed. Come on! She had said “good friend“, not “girlfriend“!

    She opened her mouth to refute him, but stopped herself at thest second.

    “What?” the security guard cried out in surprise. What were these two ying at?

    “Since you two obviously know each other, just go.” He waved them to the door.

    He was done with their shenanigans.

    The moment they were out of the office, Sarah whipped around and said, “I am not your girlfriend, Marvin.”

    Disappointment flickered briefly in his eyes. “Okay.” Not now, anyway.

    The fact that she hadn’t denied it back in the security office would have to be enough for now.

    Marvin felt giddy just remembering it.

    “I’ll call Vance and have him pick you up,” Sarah said as she led him toward the campus‘ main gate.

    “Vance would never listen to you without my permission,” Marvin pointed out nonchntly.

    “Are you doing this on purpose? Your brain is fine, isn’t it?” Sarah turned fully to re at him, her hands on her waist. “What is it, exactly, that you want?”

    Marvin looked panicked when he heard that, but he was back to his cold self in the next second. As long as he didn’t admit to anything, she would have no proof to back up her suspicions. Marvin looked her dead in the eye and went straight in the paint bI /bwant to stay by your side. Don’t you know that already?”

    It was nearly eleven o’clock.

    Students from the street dance group exited the student activity center just in time to hear his words. They let out a series of oohs and ahhis and proceeded to tease the “couple“.

    “Oh, I see!” a male student shouted excitedly. “Miss, this handsome fellow likes you! It’s so obvious

    The female students giggled behind him.

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