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, a

Olivia’s villa and as she reached for the door,

found Dylan

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“It’s cold outside.

just pull the car in- Leyla isn’t around, is she? That way, you won’t have to worry about

hint so subtly,” Olivia responded, looking

response was a soft smile, a

often Dylan used to smile, found herself

reached out, taking her hand

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

tried to pull back, Dylan caught her

and deep, broke the

plainly, you’d never confess your feelings for me-Admitting

revealing a connection too deep

in Olivia’s eyes as she fought the urge to look away, murmuring, “I don’t know what you’re

voice deepened,

know exactly