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.

had intertwined over a span of

throes of bliss, was blissfully ignorant of this

gazed into her luminous eyes,

the enchantment of her

them with

that his departure was

sensing the unspoken weight upon

to him, yearning

traced the delicate arches of her

soothing

my regrets, one thing

regretted

up, a flicker of understanding

sensed something amiss, yet she believed in

on the precipice of departing the dream, the threshold of reality

night, he held Rena close, their

clock struck four in the afternoon, the stylists arrived,

a gown, a

transformation was breathtaking, a

him, a whisper of nervousness

“Waylen, my heart races.

”