The intensity of their connection was undeniable, an embodiment of their shared emotions.
Waylenâs resolve wavered as he pressed Rena onto the sofa, their ki*ses growing fervent and unrestrained.
In a moment of clarity, Waylen drew back, his gaze locking with Renaâs.
He ki*sed her and comforted her softly, but Rena propped herself up⦠Under the soft glow of the room, Renaâs eyes held a vulnerability that tugged at Waylenââs heart.
Her words were a whispered confession, a promise laced with determination.
âWaylen, you said it yourself, didnât you? That Iâm yours.
If fate has destined us to be together, then why do we hesitate?â
Rena possessed youth and wisdom, a blend that forged her understanding of loveâs intertwined connection with wealth.
When he offered her his fortune, doubt never crept into her heart.
His love was undeniable.
Waylenâs gaze dipped downward, his Adamâs apple dancing in a manner that oozed allure.
The pull of impulse overpowered his rationale, and he swept Renaâs delicate form into his arms, embarking towards the bedroom.
This was the very bed where their love first transcended into reality, and in this dream, he chose to embrace her four years ahead of time.
Amidst their yearning, they lost themselves in an unspoken dance, experiencing the depth of their bond numerous times.
Exhaustion eventually claimed Renaâs senses, her eyelids surrendering to sleep.
Yet, Waylen remained sleepless.
He traversed their apartment restlessly, driven by an innate need to leave an imprint.
A legacy that would enrich her existence in the years ahead.
As the night deepened, Waylen orchestrated a symphony of phone calls, ensuring matters were meticulously tended to.
He commissioned the finest diamond ring in Duefron, a lustrous pear-shaped gem that epitomized his intentions.
The clock struck four in the morning.
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Waylen nestled beneath the quilt, his thoughts swirling.
Rena, half-awake, half-dreaming, turned towards him, her arms enveloping his neck.
âWhere were you?â
âAttending to some affairs,â he murmured huskily.
Rena nuzzled into his embrace, her affectionate gestures akin to a gentle caress against his heart.
Her voice was tender as she confided, âIt stings a little.
â
Waylenâs heart softened.
His touch sought solace upon her head, his soothing words an embrace.