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.

spent many nights like this

Dylan often observed him.

for Olivia

darkness, the cigarette between Dylan’s fingers

became pregnant,

blanket during the night,

the air conditioning, she would

sat up for a moment to clear

alert, she turned on the light and stepped out of bed

cautious since

the living room, she

before the French window,

smell of smoke lingered in the

“Dylan.

”

his cigarette and opened the