A Second Chance With My Billionaire Love

Cecilia took off her coat and glanced around, impressed by the grandeur.

Mark went to the kitchen to pour some milk for her.

She followed him, wrapped her arms around his waist from behind. “Mark, what does this mean?”

She was worried about becoming his mistress.

Even if he wasn’t married, any woman he kept outside the public eye would be considered his mistress.

Ina soft voice, Mark replied, “Drink your milk.”

She shook her head stubbornly, insisting on an explanation.

Mark gently touched her hand and spoke with a hint of bitterness. “Cecilia, for now, I can’t offer you a legitimate marriage. I can’t even walk with you openly on the streets. We can’t keep meeting only in hotels. It’s too humiliating for you. I understand what you’re thinking, but I’ve never seen it that way… Here, you can consider this place as your home, and me as your husband. I’m all yours here.”

This was the best he could provide at the moment.

Aprivate sanctuary where he would do his best to spend time with her.

When Alexis’ condition stabilized, they could be together publicly.

Cecilia felt a bit embarrassed after hearing his explanation, her emotions shifting.

She felt a mix of shyness and happiness.

This was the home Mark had given her.

Knowing that the little girl had been coaxed, Mark said in a soft voice, “I also put two rabbit dolls in the bedroom. Peter asked someone to line up to buy them for you. Go see if you like them.”

She still held him said softly, “I like you more.”

Mark pulled her to face him, enveloping her in his arms, and kissed her tenderly. After their sweet moment, she mentioned that she was feeling hungry. He playfully patted her on the butt and teased, “You eat like a horse, but you never seem to gain weight.”

In truth, she had a lovely figure, with a slender waist and ample curves.

Mark admired and appreciated it very much.

She wondered why Peter wasn’t around, and Mark replied with a mischievous smile, “Do you want him to be here all the time? Are you suggesting he should be watching us while we make love?”

Cecilia was about to cry with anger.

Mark’s teasing ways sometimes got under her skin, and she felt he only did it because he was a little older than her.

Later on, Mark took Cecilia to the counter and sat her down to watch him cook for her.

Despite not being skilled in housework, he felt elated to spend this time with Cecilia. Doing this simple task together brought him immense joy, far more than his usual activities at the club with friends or listening to Flora sing.

He recalled the time Cecilia had asked him why he hadn’t married yet.

Mark realized it wasn’t because of his busy schedule or his social status.

The truth was, he hadn’t met the right person until he found Cecilia.

Previously, he had imagined his future wife to be a capable and polished woman. But when he found his true love, she was nothing like his initial expectations. She couldn’t do much in terms of life skills, but it didn’t matter to him.

He adored her for who she was. The woman who called him “Uncle Mark” and could be both clingy and coy, yet ignore him when she was upset.

For him, it made perfect sense to love a woman like her.

Mark cherished Cecilia deeply. He treated her not just as his wife but also as a precious innocent little girl. Despite occasionally taking advantage of her in playful banter, he always gave in to her wishes and desires.

After their late-night snack, Cecilia noticed that Mark was quite tired, so she insisted on washing the dishes herself.

However, Mark didn’t want her to get wet and quickly took over the task.

He was significantly older than Cecilia, and he felt the need to compensate for her in other ways. Mark doted on her immensely, believing that when she was with him, she should experience a better life than she had at the Fowler’s house. If not, he considered himself an inadequate husband.

As the night passed, Cecilia now saw this place as her true home.

But not going back for the night meant she had to explain things to her family. Luckily,

Shelly came to her rescue, helping her sort things out.

In the middle of the night, Cecilia finished her phone call with her friend and returned to her bedroom.

Mark had already taken a shower and was now in a bathrobe as he lay against the headboard, seemingly asleep.

Seeing the tiredness on his face, Cecilia felt a pang of guilt. She decided to lie down beside him quietly, but he woke up as she lay down and gently pulled her into his arms.

He softly touched her waist and inquired, “You finished the phone call?”

Cecilia confirmed it, and he held her closer, their faces now inches apart.

Their rapid breaths and closeness seemed to stir their emotions.

He huskily whispered, “Shall we… do it?”

With those words, Mark opened the bedside drawer and placed a small box beside the pillow.

Without delay, he pressed her against the pillow and kissed her passionately.

Although Cecilia was not opposed to the idea, she worried about his fatigue. She didn’t want him to waste any more energy pleasing her, so she wrapped her arms around his waist and lied, “I’m on my period right now.”

Mark was momentarily taken aback. but then playfully rubbed his nose against hers and chuckled.

He realized she wasn’t serious about it. There wasn’t any smell of blood at all.

Cecilia, feeling a bit embarrassed, held onto his hair and whispered, “Let’s just cuddle and talk. We don’t have to do it.”

Mark didn’t force her.

Mark didn’t insist and pulled her close to him when they settled in bed, pretending to complain, “Don’t pull my hair anymore. I won’t look good if I go bald.”

He playfully expressed his concern for his age.

With a smile, Cecilia held him tightly and softly asked, “How long can you stay?”

Mark gently caressed her head and replied, “I have to leave tomorrow afternoon.

Ihave a full day of meetings ahead.”

night together, he

felt a tinge of disappointment, Cecilia understood and appreciated his efforts. Mark showed her how much she meant to him, dedicating

her face against his neck,

Uncle Mark.

already doing so well

up and they made love

prepared breakfast and lunch for her, instructing her to just heat

the bed, looking at Cecilia, who

voice, “I’ll have dinner with you tonight before heading back to Czanch. You can spend the day here and wait for

and

her

he settled into the car, Peter couldn’t help but tease Mark, “Cooking and doing laundry for a young girl,

suit pants and played it off casually. “She was in a bit of a mood,

smile lingered on his

girl he like. How could Peter not share

Peter was a bit envious of Mark’s happiness, secretly

moment of contemplation, Mark generously gifted Peter a house in Czanch. It was a

arranged a job for

gestures demonstrated Mark’s deep affection and

keeping Cecilia safe depended on those around him staying

caressed Cecilia awake, casting a warm

open, and there it was-the house that Mark had

had given her close

higher in the sky, she got up and found

his caring nature. Cecilia couldn’t help but feel spoiled by him, grateful for the

kindness, Cecilia had the intention of cooking dinner for

skills proved to be less than perfect and, despite her best efforts, she ended up burning the food

as the clock struck four, Mark

set for dinner, he playfully teased her about ordering

finger and tears welled

gently and he carefully bandaged her

he settled onto the sofa, exuding an air of elegance as he quietly smoked. The way he carried

related to the development of a groundbreaking new metal, a project that could revolutionize aerospace technology and advance

were desperate to

years, his future would be bright

for the position, unswayed by the allure

now yearned for

snuggled up close

extinguished cigarette dissipated, he cast a contemplative gaze at her. “Will you grace us

seeking refuge in his loving arms, and in a soft, hushed tone, she revealed her

earnestness, a faint yet affectionate smile

in the depths of his eyes, he welcomed the opportunity to engage in conversations about their shared dreams and aspirations, especially when it came to building a

sturdy abdomen, her delicate fingers gently toying with the buttons

extended a few fingers, proudly stating,

lowered his head, pinching her cheek affectionately, and admiringly praised, “My Cecilia is so capable. Not everyone

with joy, Cecilia’s

it wouldn’t be appropriate for

he praised her discreetly before inquiring about

girl hesitated, “How about I decline

issue for her, she simply

take care of

kissed her forehead, assuring her, “Yes, I will

couple in the lap of

with moments of intimacy and affection. He cooked for her and she lovingly massaged

were necessary, his assistant

inquired about these gatherings, to which Mark would simply say it was not appropriate for a young

in dealing with her own friends, trusting her

witness the mesmerizing aurora, making that period the sweetest

end approached, Mark’s schedule became busier and they hadn’t seen

to him on the phone, playfully

faint sound reached Mark’s ears—the

Mark couldn’t help but inquire,

voice, Cecilia replied, “I’ll

find her brother, Waylen, standing in the hall, comforted by their weeping

scene left Cecilia

tears, called out to Cecilia, pointing at

ran downstairs, her

the photo to

six-month-old Alexis, whose brown hair and flawless skin made her utterly

by the image, Cecilia covered her mouth in awe,

touched by the fact that her granddaughter was safe and

she resembled your brother, she’d be destined for hardship. No man would dare

yet reproachful

softened, attempting to console her. “Look, our granddaughter is perfectly fine. You don’t need to cry every day. Let us look forward to the future with

couldn’t help but express her disapproval, “Dad, are

a laugh

someone vital was

when Cecilia

and, after a while, she received a call from him. The night was hushed, and all he whispered was her

She responded him.

moment, words were unnecessary. Their feelings for each other were understood and Alexis’ recovery brought them renewed hope

they no longer needed to hide their

close and

informing Cecilia

was both

presence at home, knowing he had a keen

evident in his gentle

each other. Peter

was a cold

against the car. Mark

barrier to

asked in a hoarse voice, “Do you miss

was

entrance with a smile. “Everything is put away. I’ll

touch of bashfulness, Cecilia held Mark’s

more kisses. Sex outside the bedroom was something rare for them, but today was different—his eagerness led him to

the embrace of their love, they took their

was an unparalleled experience, a profound and passionate intimacy she had never encountered before. Wrapped in his strong arms, her eyes sparkled with infatuation