A Second Chance With My Billionaire Love

She had no idea she could be so slutty.

The amorous atmosphere in the car was thick with desire, but Waylen wouldn’t stoop so low as to have *** in his car. In a hoarse voice, he asked, “There’s a nice guest house nearby. How about we spend the night there?”

Only then did Rena come to her senses.

She could tell that Waylen only wanted to have *** with her. She wrapped her arms around his neck and pleaded softly, “Mr. Fowler, my father…” 2

The lustful light in Waylen’s eyes immediately dimmed.

He reached for another cigarette and lit it. After taking a long drag, he pointed out, “You’re so boring.” 1

At a loss, Rena kissed him again.

He simply stared at her with

had never done this before, but she could see that her attempt

didn’t even finish the cigarette before putting it out. “I’ll just drive

her and she felt embarrassed, so she slowly climbed back onto the passenger seat. Because they had abruptly stopped in the middle of

at her long,

passenger seat again, she didn’t put on his coat anymore. She just turned her head to look out

knew that despite her good looks, Waylen wouldn’t break his principles so easily—not to mention the fact that she wasn’t really pretty enough to tempt

passed, she grew more

a word for the rest

out of the car to open the door for her. Instead, he simply nodded at her, indicating she

up. “Mr. Fowler,