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 moment

Mark showed her how much she meant to him, dedicating all his spare

to sleep, she snuggled her face against his neck, feeling

Uncle Mark.

he was already doing so well in being a

Mark woke her up and they made love twice, leaving

He took a shower, prepared breakfast and lunch for her, instructing her to

at the edge of the

“I’ll have dinner with you tonight before heading back

nodded and replied

kissed her softly

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

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

lingered

happy for Mark who finally finding a girl he like. How

fact, Peter was a bit envious of Mark’s happiness, secretly wishing he could find

generously gifted Peter a house in Czanch. It was a

a job for the driver’s

gestures demonstrated Mark’s deep affection and

depended on those around him staying discreet and trustworthy. He valued her safety

caressed Cecilia awake, casting a warm glow upon

and there it was-the house that Mark had bestowed

had given her

got up

bite-size, a testament to his caring nature. Cecilia couldn’t help but feel spoiled by him, grateful for the tender gestures that came from his elevated position in life, gestures

had the

ended

in the day, as the clock struck

table set for dinner, he playfully teased her about ordering take-out instead cooking

her nicked finger

her gently and he carefully

smoked. The way he carried himself was akin to an exquisite painting, an embodiment

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

desperate to take

successful over four years, his future would be

junior for the position, unswayed by the allure of wealth and

his priorities had shifted—he now yearned for a life with Cecilia, a life of family

up close to

a contemplative gaze

bent down, seeking refuge in his loving arms, and in a soft, hushed tone, she revealed her heartfelt desire to learn the culinary

yet affectionate

depths of his eyes, he welcomed the opportunity to engage in conversations about their shared dreams and

lack of a job. Seeking solace, she nuzzled her face against his sturdy abdomen, her

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

and admiringly praised, “My Cecilia is so capable. Not everyone gets such an opportunity,

joy, Cecilia’s

wouldn’t be appropriate for her to be in the public eye

he praised her discreetly before inquiring

“How about I decline

an issue for her, she simply yearned for Mark’s

will you take care of me?”

“Yes, I will always take

as a couple in the

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

friends like Charlie. If any were necessary, his assistant Peter would handle them. Mark seldom attended such events, especially with Cecilia,

simply say

gave her freedom in dealing with her

the mesmerizing aurora, making that period the sweetest

Mark’s schedule became busier and they hadn’t seen

laid on her bed, talking to him on the phone, playfully coquetting like a little

faint sound reached Mark’s ears—the sound of

help but inquire,

replied,

Cecilia hurried downstairs, only to find her brother, Waylen, standing in the hall, comforted by

scene left Cecilia

pointing at a photo. “Come and

downstairs,

revealed the photo to

a picture of six-month-old Alexis, whose brown hair and flawless skin made her

covered her mouth in

fact that

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

yet reproachful glance at

Let us look forward to the future

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

a

someone vital was still absent from the family—the thought of Rena weighed on

well past midnight when Cecilia

and, after a while, she received a call from him. The

She responded him.

were unnecessary. Their feelings for each other were understood and

to hide

phone close

Mark, informing Cecilia that he would arrive at the

overnight work and the early hour of his visit. Cecilia was both elated and worried for him. In a soft tone, she insisted, “I’ll drive

she was mindful of her brother’s presence at home, knowing he had

evident in his gentle request for her

simultaneously, they reached the apartment entrance, serendipitously encountering each other. Peter greeted Cecilia warmly,

was a cold winter

his arms, playfully pushing him against the car. Mark held her close, his head

barrier to his irrational yearnings

asked in a hoarse voice, “Do

was a

arrived at the entrance with a smile. “Everything is put away. I’ll pick you up at two

a touch of bashfulness, Cecilia held Mark’s hand as they ascended the stairs

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,

of their love, they took their time to intimately

she had never encountered before. Wrapped in