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.

Lives had intertwined over a span of seven

was blissfully ignorant of this deeper

luminous eyes, Waylen’s

marveled at the enchantment

Leaving them with a

ensuring that his departure was fraught with a

sensing the unspoken

previous night, she had clung to him,

Waylen’s gentle touch traced the delicate arches of her feet, tenderly caressing the

soothing whisper,

my regrets, one thing remains

regretted loving

a flicker of understanding in

amiss, yet she

the precipice of departing the dream,

he held Rena close, their connection intimate and

struck four in the afternoon, the stylists arrived, an aura

discerning eye settled upon a gown,

a metamorphosis

a whisper of nervousness in her

“Waylen, my heart races.

”