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.

in the car was charged, a subtlety

as she reached for the door, she realized

found

‘s BunnyBookery

“It’s cold outside.

Leyla isn’t around, is she? That way, you won’t have to worry about

hint so subtly,”

a soft smile, a

often Dylan used to

taking her hand and gently

was on and inside the car was warm, intensifying the scent of his cologne and the masculine

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

voice, rough and deep,

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

insight unnerved her, revealing a

as she fought the urge

voice deepened,

know exactly what