A Second Chance With My Billionaire Love

Rena understood his fatigue and simply observed him.

After a moment had passed, Waylen arose and pressed a button. The car’s roof gracefully retracted, revealing a canopy of deep blue glass that exchanged the night sky for an expanse of brilliantly illuminated stars.

Waylen reclined, abstaining from uttering a single word. His eyes were solely fixated on the celestial vista.

Rena yearned to inquire, yet he enfolded her within his embrace.

She yielded, leaning into his shoulder. The redolence of his unique woody scent permeated the air, causing her cheeks to blush.

“Stay with me for a while,” Waylen entreated, his voice hoarse.

Rena could not deny his plea.

She pondered if all accomplished men possessed the art of feigning vulnerability to elicit feminine sympathy. However, he had aided her previously. Witnessing his weariness and fragility, she just could not turn him away.

After a protracted silence, Waylen softly queried, “What occupies your thoughts?”

“No- nothing…” Rena replied, her mind in disarray.

Subsequently, no words were exchanged as he held her tenderly in his arms.

Waylen’s striking handsomeness compelled Rena to subtly encircle her arms around his waist.

As she inhaled his alluring fragrance, she reluctantly admitted that she had never experienced such sensations even when she was with Harold.

If her family’s troubles were not pressing, she might have willingly engaged in intimacy with Waylen when she was single.

Yet, myriad obstacles lay between them, fated to keep them apart.

Gradually, slumber embraced her within the confines of his embrace.

Waylen lowered his head, fixing his gaze upon Rena nestled in his arms.

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Rena possessed a captivating beauty, emanating a gentle aura.

After countless days of arduous labor, weariness had settled upon Waylen. He closed his eyes tenderly.

As Rena awakened, the atmosphere bore a subtle shift.

She could distinctly sense his arousal, his manhood standing erect.

Unaware that men experience such physical responses upon waking, Rena nervously bit her lip, fearful of making any sudden movements.

Within the confines of the car, Waylen’s gaze lingered upon her.

In a hoarse voice, Rena inquired, “What time is it?”