A Second Chance With My Billionaire Love

Jessie’s surprise mingled with confusion.

Why had he returned?

Jessie, in a fluster, attempted to disentangle herself, urging him to release her grasp.

But the moment her hand touched the back of his, he captured it in his broad palm, playfully toying with her fingers.

Leaning his head against her slender shoulder, he breathed lightly, “You’re making a cake.

Feeling trapped and unnerved, Jessie’s voice trembled as she pleaded, “Let go of me.

Albert tightened his hold, gently nipping at the back of her neck.

Then suddenly, he let go of her.

Leaning against the counter, Albert felt a wave of fatigue wash over him after the long drive.

Though he yearned for a cigarette, he resisted, mindful of Jessie’s presence.

he stowed the cigarette pack

piping, he noticed her sculpting a figurine out of cream-a representation

tone,

scheduled to return until later, but seeing the snowfall, I decided

response came as a

company and spare

simply gazing at Jessie in the soft glow

causing her any discomfort, he had

he refrained from engaging in any s@xual activity

his decency, and gradually, she began to let down

would even take Jeslyn to her place

a liking to

around and washed his

the fridge for some food

particularly fussy about the meal’s

“Dinner from tonight’s