Chapter 86

At six in the morning, the winter dawn was dark, and the city lay still in the hushed morning mist. In the backseat of the Maybach, Renee kept yawning. She glanced at Marcelo , busy with his emails, puzzled at how someone who slept so little could be so full of energy. Yet, she had to admit, Marcelo looked particularly handsome while working. His profile was striking, his gaze calm and deep, as if no challenge was too great for him. The car stopped outside the film set. "I'm off. Bye!" As Renee reached for the door, Marco draped a white mink coat over her shoulders. The thick, warm fur shielded her from the morning chill that seeped in through the open car door. Renee paused, a thought crossing her mind. She turned to Marcelo, asking, "Are you really here on business?" The luxurious mink coat was unlike anything available in the city. Marcelo had claimed he was on a business trip, but why would he bring such an exquisite coat on a work trip? "Yes," He answered calmly. Despite his reass