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.”

being their only night together, he cherished every

tinge of disappointment, Cecilia understood and appreciated his efforts. Mark showed her how

sleep, she snuggled her face

Uncle Mark.

fact, he was already doing so well

woke her up and they made love

however, was full of energy. He took a shower, prepared breakfast and lunch for her, instructing her to just heat the meals

the edge of the bed, looking at Cecilia, who

and whispered in a low, tender voice, “I’ll have dinner with you tonight before heading back

and

kissed her softly

Peter couldn’t help but tease Mark, “Cooking and doing laundry for a young

was in a bit of a mood, and I

lingered on

genuinely felt happy for Mark who finally finding a girl he like. How could Peter not share in

envious of Mark’s happiness, secretly wishing he could find someone

house in Czanch. It was a precious gift, as many people

also arranged a job for the

gestures demonstrated Mark’s deep

those around him staying discreet and

rays caressed Cecilia awake, casting a warm glow upon her

there it was-the house

had given her close to her chest and playfully rolled around in bed, overwhelmed with

the sky, she got up and found

also meticulously washed and cut into bite-size, a testament to his caring nature. Cecilia couldn’t help but feel spoiled by him,

kindness, Cecilia had

to be less than perfect and, despite her best efforts, she ended up burning the food in the frying pan. Defeated, she

day, as the clock struck four, Mark returned from

playfully teased her about

him her nicked finger and

her gently and he

smoked. The way he carried himself

an opportunity related to the development of a groundbreaking new

were desperate to take on

four years, his future

for the position, unswayed by the

no regrets, for his priorities had shifted—he now yearned for a life with Cecilia, a life of family

up close

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

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

her earnestness, a faint yet

the opportunity to engage in

but feel a pang of shame over her lack of a job. Seeking solace, she nuzzled her face against his sturdy abdomen, her delicate fingers gently toying with the buttons of his shirt. In a soft, almost

grace, Cecilia extended a few fingers, proudly stating, “It’s

head, pinching her cheek affectionately, and admiringly praised, “My Cecilia is

with joy,

impending marriage, he felt it wouldn’t be appropriate for her to be in the public eye as a

praised her discreetly before

“How about

an issue for her, she

will you take care of

“Yes, I will always take

lived as a couple in the lap of luxury within their beautiful

every week and their time together was filled with moments of intimacy and affection. He cooked for her and she lovingly massaged his back and legs. At night, she found comfort in wearing his shirt and

received private calls but he declined any social engagements with friends like Charlie. If any were necessary, his

which Mark would simply say it

in dealing with her own friends,

their free time, Mark took Cecilia skiing and to witness the mesmerizing aurora, making that period the sweetest time of

end approached, Mark’s schedule became busier and

distance, Cecilia laid on her bed, talking to him on the phone, playfully

background, a faint sound reached Mark’s ears—the

help but inquire, “What’s

mother’s voice, Cecilia replied, “I’ll

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

left Cecilia

out to Cecilia, pointing at a photo.

ran downstairs, her

the

and flawless

by the image, Cecilia covered her mouth in awe, whispering, “She looks just like

Juliette continued to cry, touched by the fact that her granddaughter was safe and sound and so

teary-eyed, maintained his pride, asserting, “She’s better off looking like her mother. If she resembled your brother,

gentle yet reproachful glance at her

our granddaughter is perfectly fine. You don’t need to cry every day. Let us

disapproval, “Dad, are you comparing my brother to a mere

a laugh from

a tinge of sadness lingered. Alexis was recovering, but someone vital

midnight when Cecilia finally returned to

she received a call from him. The night

She responded him.

were understood and Alexis’

needed to hide their love

close and

early morning brought a call from Mark, informing Cecilia that

and the early hour of his visit. Cecilia was both elated and worried for him. In a soft tone, she

mindful of her brother’s presence

agreed, his concern evident in his gentle request for her

the apartment entrance, serendipitously encountering each other. Peter greeted Cecilia warmly, carrying bags of groceries upstairs ahead

a cold

rushed into his arms, playfully pushing him against the

was not a barrier to

asked in a hoarse

was a resounding

a smile. “Everything is put away. I’ll pick

Cecilia held Mark’s hand as they ascended the stairs

the house, Mark couldn’t contain his desire, immediately removing her coat and tenderly caressing her body with one hand while stealing more kisses. Sex outside the bedroom was something rare for them, but today was different—his eagerness led him to carry her to the sofa in an

love, they took their time to

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