A Second Chance With My Billionaire Love

With a smirk, Raphael’s hand slid beneath Elissa’s clothing, a move he considered entirely normal for two people in a relationship.

Yet, Elissa hesitated, her reluctance palpable.

Apart from her pregnancy, she despised the relationship between Raphael and Sandra.

The mere thought of their rapport made her stomach churn with sickness.

But when Raphael persisted, she found it hard to resist.

Fear gripped her, worrying that any protest might endanger her unborn child.

Eventually, they found themselves entangled by the French window, succumbing to desire.

Raphael, mindful of Elissa’s condition, cautiously avoided putting pressure on her belly.

Instead, he sat her on his lap and held her close, finding a comfortable position for them.

intertwined, beads of sweat trickled down Raphael’s

sunk her teeth into Raphael’s

“I hate you, Raphael…”

name into her mind with the same ferocity

Raphael’s hatred towards her,

involvement with another woman had left her feeling repulsed, causing

Raphael held Elissa close as they tried to catch

pause, the maid summoned her courage and knocked gently on the

shall we serve

Raphael responded in a low voice, “We will be there

”

listened until the sound of footsteps faded down the

had left, he

his gaze, Raphael looked at the woman cradled in

him, evident in