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.

charged, a subtlety that only

pulled up outside Olivia’s villa and as she reached for the door, she realized

she found Dylan

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“It’s cold outside.

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

so subtly,” Olivia responded,

smile,

often Dylan used to

out, taking her hand and gently pressing

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

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

rough and

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

her, revealing a connection too deep

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

voice deepened, resonating

exactly what