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?”

the sheet over

at the white

her was a blow to his ego, even

age of 30, was at her peak of desire, and Waylen feared that his inability

into winning her back, and if all of it was ruined by

decided he would do it

then, he hoped to make her feel the joy and happiness

in the morning,

said in a hoarse voice, “Rena,

was not

in this

Rena had run away.

and disappeared from