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.”

only night together, he cherished every moment

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

sleep, she snuggled her face against his neck,

Uncle Mark.

was already doing so well in being a

Mark woke her up and they made love twice, leaving her feeling sleepy

a shower, prepared breakfast and lunch for her,

edge of the bed, looking at

low, tender voice, “I’ll have dinner with you tonight before heading

Cecilia nodded and

her softly before

Peter couldn’t help but tease Mark, “Cooking and doing

played it off casually. “She was in a

smile lingered

Mark who finally finding a girl he like. How could Peter not share in his

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

Peter a house in Czanch. It was a precious gift, as many people couldn’t afford properties

arranged a job

gestures demonstrated Mark’s deep affection and

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

noon rays caressed Cecilia awake, casting a

eyes open, and there it

rabbit doll he had given her close

ascended higher in the sky, she got up and found the breakfast

were also meticulously washed and cut into 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

Cecilia had the

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

the clock struck four, Mark returned

set for dinner, he playfully teased her

then showed him her nicked finger and tears welled up

as he scolded her gently and he carefully

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

down an opportunity related to the development of

were desperate to take on

four years, his

the tempting offer, he recommended a junior for the position,

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

snuggled up

cast a contemplative gaze at her. “Will you grace us with your cooking next

loving arms, and in a soft,

earnestness, a faint yet affectionate smile graced Mark’s

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

she nuzzled her face against his sturdy abdomen, her delicate fingers gently toying with the buttons of his shirt. In a soft, almost timid whisper, she revealed a recent development, “A few days ago, a magazine

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

affectionately, and admiringly praised, “My Cecilia is so capable. Not everyone gets

with joy, Cecilia’s

Considering their impending marriage, he felt it wouldn’t be appropriate for her to

discreetly before inquiring about

the young girl hesitated, “How about I decline

money wasn’t an issue for her, she simply yearned for Mark’s

take care of

her forehead, assuring her, “Yes, I will

a couple in the lap of luxury within

He cooked for her and she lovingly massaged his back and legs. At night, she found

like Charlie. If any were necessary, his

about these gatherings, to which Mark would simply say

in dealing with her own

took Cecilia skiing and to witness the

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

to

reached Mark’s ears—the sound of

help but inquire, “What’s

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

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

left

to Cecilia, pointing at a photo. “Come

ran downstairs, her

the photo to

whose brown hair and flawless skin made her

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

Juliette continued to cry, touched by the fact that her granddaughter

looking like her mother. If she resembled your brother, she’d

yet reproachful glance

need to cry every day. Let us look forward to the future with optimism.

help but express her disapproval, “Dad, are you comparing my

a

sadness lingered. Alexis was recovering, but someone vital was still absent

when Cecilia finally returned to

of Alexis to Mark and, after a while, she received a call from him.

She responded him.

were unnecessary. Their feelings for each other were understood and Alexis’ recovery brought

to hide their love

phone close

Mark, informing Cecilia that

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

mindful of her brother’s presence

his

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

a

rushed into his arms, playfully pushing him against the car.

not a barrier to

kiss, he asked in

was

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

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

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

they took their time

it was an unparalleled experience, a profound and passionate intimacy she had never encountered