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

bliss, was blissfully ignorant of this deeper

into her luminous eyes, Waylen’s heart swelled with sorrow and

the enchantment

dwindled, Leaving them with a solitary

his departure was fraught with a

her, sensing the

night, she had clung to him, yearning for

intimate communion, Waylen’s gentle touch traced the delicate arches of her feet,

voice, a soothing whisper,

amidst my regrets, one thing

never regretted

a flicker

something amiss, yet

of departing

close, their connection intimate

four in the afternoon, the stylists arrived, an

a gown, a delicate masterpiece adorned

was breathtaking, a metamorphosis she had

turned to him, a whisper of nervousness in her

“Waylen, my heart races.

”