A Second Chance With My Billionaire Love by Arny Gallucio

The creaking of the bedroom door heralded Waylen’s return.

Sitting at the edge of the bed, he gently pinched her face and softly asked, “Would you like to get up? Alexis has called several times, inquiring about her mom.

”

Rena stole a glance at Waylen and slowly rose from the bed, clutching the quilt around her.

The effects of the wine still lingered, leaving her feeling slightly dizzy.

Waylen’s temper had mellowed after finding satisfaction in their intimate encounter.

His forehead gently pressed against hers as he said in a tender tone, “Why don’t you get up first, head home, and get some rest, alright?”

With a sigh, Rena bent down to retrieve her silk shirt.

Unfortunately, the fabric bore the telltale marks of the red wine, rendering it unwearable.

Waylen smiled, walked into the cloakroom and picked out something for her which he helped her put on.

Rena was angry.

and squabbling over their intimate matters would only become

she had also experienced pleasure from

combed her long, brown hair, she issued a quiet warning, “Don’t force me

”

chin gently on her shoulder, agreed with

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had taken an unexpected turn and he couldn’t help but marvel at the

he found it difficult to bring himself to behave in such a manner towards

made their way home, the soft glow of street lights illuminating their

with embarrassment as she considered

occasional glances at her, captivated by how beautiful

the phone rang, and

Mark’s trusted assistant, who greeted Waylen and quickly got to

“You won’t believe it.

got