A Second Chance With My Billionaire Love by Arny Gallucio

“The pain will ebb away.

”

Rena’s desires were myriad.

She held his hand and begged him carefully and softly that he could only sleep with her for the rest of his life… She sounded like Alexis.

Yet, Waylen remained silent, his emotions hidden beneath layers of unspoken turmoil.

Anxiousness lingered in the air, gnawing at Rena’s senses.

A cold diamond ring graced her finger, its significance undeniable.

© Rena’s voice quivered as she inquired, her casual facade belying her emotions.

“Is this for me?”

Waylen gently lowered her hand, his fingers intertwining with hers in a silent vow.

His voice, a tender whisper against her neck, held a plea.

“Rena, will you be my wife? My love for you has endured for an eternity.

”

Seven years.

over a

the throes of bliss, was blissfully ignorant of this deeper connection, her eyes shining

into her luminous eyes,

the enchantment of her

Leaving them with

his

guided her, sensing the unspoken weight upon

clung to him, yearning for the warmth of his

traced the delicate arches of her feet, tenderly caressing the

a soothing whisper, held a

my regrets, one thing remains

regretted

a flicker of

sensed something amiss, yet she believed in

on the precipice of departing the dream, the threshold

held Rena close, their connection

the afternoon, the stylists arrived, an aura

a gown, a delicate

breathtaking, a metamorphosis she

to him, a whisper of nervousness in

“Waylen, my heart races.

”