A Second Chance With My Billionaire Love by Arny Gallucio

His candor took her aback, rendering her at a loss for words.

Outside, Lightning painted the sky, and thunder rumbled in a distant chorus.

The apartment, however, was a haven of warmth, a sanctuary shared exclusively between him and Rena.

With a subtle confidence, Waylen’s hands cupped her form, his lips finding hers in a ki*s that held a depth unfamiliar to her.

Emotions swelled within Rena, a mixture of surrender and vulnerability.

A whispered plea escaped her lips amidst the storm’s symphony.

“Waylen, you said you wouldn’t overstep.

”

His breath danced against her ear, a soft chuckle escaping him as he tenderly reassured her in a voice as textured as velvet.

“I won’t really have s@x with you, okay? I’ll keep my word.

”

innocence held

found

of the full-length French window, their silhouettes embraced vulnerability as clothing fell away,

sensations enveloped her, and

ki*ses like a soothing balm,

wore on, a serene

shirt, Rena

afterglow, Waylen’s thoughts betrayed the shadows that weighed

of the complexities, sought clarity, a desire

he observed her, his mood lightened, a playful glint dancing

a future with

”

pink, and her response emerged in the form of a quip as she asked, “Who’s saying I’d want

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fingers danced, a teasing caress that ignited

chosen their