A Second Chance With My Billionaire Love by Arny Gallucio

Their ki*ses were passionate, the hormones of desire floating around them like a sweet perfume.

Waylen’s desire for Rena was palpable.

He was on fire for her.

But in the end, as they stumbled onto the bedsheet, Waylen found himself unable to perform in his inebriated state.

The atmosphere became awkward.

Rena immediately turned over, her cheeks flushed with embarrassment.

Hugging her from behind, Waylen gently coaxed, “I drank too much.

I’ll make you feel comfortable next time, okay?”

pulled the sheet over

the white

satisfy her was a blow to his ego, even though the reason

of desire, and Waylen feared that his inability to please

if all

decided he would do it tomorrow

hoped to make her feel the joy and

in the morning, he reached out

in a hoarse voice,

she was not

in this big

Rena had run away.

and disappeared from the hotel