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

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

she found

‘s BunnyBookery

“It’s cold outside.

the 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

don’t need to hint so subtly,” Olivia

response was a soft smile, a rare moment of

recalling how often Dylan used to smile, found

her hand

intensifying the scent of his cologne and the

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

voice, rough and

your feelings for me-Admitting you like

unnerved her, revealing a connection

she fought the urge to

voice deepened, resonating with

know exactly what