A Second Chance With My Billionaire Love

There was a feminine allure in her eyes and brows.

Upon recalling their recent intimacy, Dylan’s expression softened.

He gently pulled her back, planting a tender kiss on her nose, and murmured softly, “Let me rest for a while, and then I’ll take you home.

”

Although Olivia considered suggesting calling the driver, Dylan seemed to anticipate her thoughts.

He reached out and held her tightly in his arms.

Their faces pressed together, their warmth intermingling from their shared intimacy.

Resting her head on his chest, Olivia listened to his heartbeat in silence.

Women were often softhearted.

Despite enduring hardships, Olivia’s heart remained soft at this moment, though she chose not to divulge her innermost feelings… her unspoken bitterness.

Dylan ended up driving Olivia back.

the car was charged,

and as she reached for the door, she realized it

she found

‘s BunnyBookery

“It’s cold outside.

car in- Leyla isn’t around, is she? That way, you won’t have to worry about my presence affecting her,” Dylan suggested, his words tinged with

so subtly,” Olivia responded,

smile,

recalling how often Dylan used to smile,

reached out, taking her hand and gently pressing it

was warm, intensifying the scent of his

to pull back, Dylan caught her hand, drawing her into

voice, rough and deep,

plainly, you’d never confess your feelings for me-Admitting you like me has become too difficult,

her, revealing a connection too deep to

fought the urge to look away, murmuring, “I don’t know

deepened, resonating

you know exactly what I