A Second Chance With My Billionaire Love

Raphael was leaning against the wall, his jacket seemingly forgotten on the seat.

Dressed in a white shirt and black suit pants, he looked strikingly handsome and lean.

Fiddling with the lighter, he regarded her in silence.

Without a word, Olivia averted her gaze, turning on the gold faucet.

Observing her reflection, Raphael asked softly, “Did you sleep with him?”

Olivia stiffened slightly.

The bathroom was quiet, with only the gentle sound of flowing water breaking the silence.

Olivia lifted her gaze to the mirror, meeting her own reflection.

After a prolonged moment of contemplation, she spoke up softly.

“Raphael, what answer are you hoping for?”

As Raphael geared up to reply, his gaze was diverted to a faint mark on her neck, a light pink hue that couldn’t be mistaken by any adult.

step

question, his voice weighted with

you sleep

the crystal lamp, Olivia’s face

flashed a

the

I slept with him.

Are you satisfied now?”

words hung in the air, a

Raphael’s expression darkened.

this moment many times, the reality of her words shocked him, leaving him momentarily unable to

no regrets

hadn’t actually slept with Dylan, but she was

sever their connection completely, she was willing to say whatever

slammed against the

impact was painful, his body

wall, Olivia fought to keep

“Raphael, you’re crazy.

”

muttered, leaning