A Second Chance With My Billionaire Love

Olivia laughed and retorted, Thats a convenient excuse! What? Are you worried about what your friends might think? He didnt deny it.

Yes! Miss Evans, please spare my pride.noveldrama

Dont let on that were living together without being married.

Olivias smile showed her good spirits.

They were alone in the study, away from the kids.

The setting was perfect… He lifted her onto the desk and leaned in for a kiss.

She didnt pull away but instead reached up to embrace him, returning his kiss.

After their lengthy kiss, Dylan murmured, Is this my reward? Olivia shook her head.

No! His voice grew softer. So you simply wanted to kiss me? Olivia lowered her gaze.

Dont push it! Put me down! He held on to her, though.

The room was silent.

It was nap time.

The study didnt have a bed, just a small sofa.

He desired her but didnt want to upset her.

For most couples, a moment on the desk might be intriguing.

But their situation was unique.

He had to be mindful of her emotions.

He then whispered in her ear, How about we make do here, okay? Remember, the rooms not soundproof, so keep it down.

Olivia turned her head away, her voice firm.

Im not in the mood, Dylan! She had other things on her mind, thoughts she hesitated to voicelike how the future might prove duller than the past, and when she wasnt in the mood, intimacy was off the table.

She doubted she could provide the life Dylan envisioned and even wondered if he should reassess their relationship.

I dont think you need to overthink this, Dylan said, gently covering her mouth with his hand.

Tears filled Olivias eyes as memories surged, recalling a time when Dylan had forced her to choose between him and Raphael, a choice that had trapped her in a painful dilemma.

Dylan held the back of her neck, drawing her close until she faced him.

Their foreheads touched, his breath warm against her skin. He apologized softly.

Olivia remained silent, not pulling away, their closeness a silent accord.

They stood like that for a while until a servants knock at the door broke the moment.

The servant inquired whether to leave some items here or take them along to Duefron.

Startled, Olivia tried to push Dylan away, but he held her firmly by the waist.

She managed to answer in a raspy voice, Just leave them here.

As the servants footsteps faded, Olivia pounded on Dylans shoulder, her tone pleading.

Put me down! And lets not do this during the day.

It would be terribly awkward if the servants walked in on us.

Dylan, ever the tease, responded, What about at night then?