A Second Chance With My Billionaire Love by Arny Gallucio

However, when he unlocked the apartment door, he was met with a waft of enticing aromas.

The entire house was filled with the fragrance of cooking.

In the kitchen, Rena bustled about, clad in an oversized T-shirt and a delicate Light pink apron.

She appeared every bit like a wife.

This sight alleviated Waylen’s troubled heart somewhat.

Drawing her into an embrace from behind, he whispered, “I didn’t come home last night.

Why didn’t you call me? It’s not good to indulge a man like this.

Rena, as Mrs.

Fowler-to-be, your first lesson should be Learning to rein me in… Agreed?”

Rena blushed, responding, “Who’s going to plead for that kind of control?”

the delicate curve of her neck, his

“I am.

”

thoughts on his mind, their passion

her arms around his shoulders, cooperating as he guided her Afterward, a sense of fulfillment settled

tone, he said, “I’ll drive

”

offered a soft

can take a bus or a

”

Waylen’s eyes darkened.

patting her bottom, he questioned, “Do you feel sorry for

but

she continued to cook, Waylen disappeared into the bathroom, appearing

had

reflection, his countenance remained

Suddenly, his hand stalled.

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