A Second Chance With My Billionaire Love

It was Dylan, and Dylan alone, who had always filled her life with such feeling.

Exhausted, they held each other, their breaths slowing as they lay enveloped in a shared warmth.

Dylan was acutely aware of the complex mix of feelings Olivia harbored for him.

However, he harbored his own secrets.

He was fully aware of Raphael’s Lingering feelings, yet he had pursued Olivia, undeterred by the potential rivalry.

His love for her was fierce, a flame that refused to be extinguished.

Later, with Olivia adrift in sleep, Dylan found solace in the quiet night, a cigarette glowing against the darkness of the French window.

Dawn approached stealthily, painting the sky with the first Light of morning.

The sight of a black Land Rover in front of the building caught Dylan’s eye, its license plate a familiar script-Raphael’s car!

Raphael leaned against the car, smoking quietly.

many nights like this

Dylan often observed him.

Raphael pine for Olivia and endure his

darkness, the cigarette between

pregnant, her sleep was

kick off the blanket during the

by the air conditioning, she would

for a moment to clear her

the light and stepped out of bed to

cautious

living room, she found

the French window,

smell of smoke lingered in

“Dylan.

”

voice, he quickly extinguished his cigarette and opened the window to clear