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

throes of bliss, was blissfully ignorant of this deeper

eyes, Waylen’s heart swelled with

at the

them

detail, ensuring that his

sensing the unspoken weight upon

had clung to him, yearning for the

the delicate arches of her

voice, a soothing whisper, held a

regrets, one thing

never regretted loving

looked up, a flicker of understanding in

sensed something amiss, yet she believed

precipice of departing the dream, the threshold of reality

Rena close, their connection intimate

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

settled upon a gown, a

a metamorphosis she had

him, a whisper

“Waylen, my heart races.

”