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.”

together, he cherished every

Cecilia understood and appreciated his efforts. Mark showed her how much she meant to him, dedicating

she drifted off to sleep, she snuggled her face against

Uncle Mark.

doing so well in

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

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

edge of the bed, looking at

low, tender voice, “I’ll have dinner with you tonight before heading back to Czanch. You

Cecilia nodded and

kissed her softly

tease Mark, “Cooking and doing laundry for

a

smile lingered on his

a girl he like. How could Peter

Peter was a bit envious of Mark’s happiness,

Peter a house in Czanch. It was a precious

arranged a job for

gestures demonstrated Mark’s deep affection and protectiveness for

those around him staying discreet and trustworthy.

awake, casting a warm glow

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

rabbit doll he had given her close to her chest and playfully rolled around

higher in the sky, she got

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

Cecilia had the intention of cooking

despite her best efforts, she ended up burning

as the clock struck four, Mark returned from a

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

then showed him her nicked finger and tears welled up in

her gently and he carefully

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

drifted to the meeting earlier that day, where he had turned down an opportunity related to the development of a groundbreaking new metal, a project that could

people were desperate to take on

it was successful over four years, his future

offer, he recommended a junior for the position, unswayed by

now yearned for a life with Cecilia, a life of family

snuggled up

extinguished cigarette dissipated, he cast a contemplative gaze at

loving arms, and in a

her earnestness, a faint yet affectionate smile graced Mark’s

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

spent a considerable time in Mark’s company, Cecilia couldn’t help 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 timid whisper, she revealed a recent development, “A few days ago, a magazine approached

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

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

with joy, Cecilia’s

Mark had his reservations. Considering their impending marriage, he felt it wouldn’t be

her discreetly before inquiring about

“How about I

her, she simply yearned for

will you take care of

her forehead, assuring her, “Yes, I

a couple in the lap of luxury

and affection. He cooked for her and she lovingly massaged his back and legs.

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

to which Mark would simply say it was not

freedom in dealing with her own friends, trusting her

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

busier and they hadn’t seen each other

talking to him

a faint sound reached Mark’s ears—the sound

couldn’t help but

voice, Cecilia replied, “I’ll go downstairs

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

scene left

out to Cecilia, pointing at

downstairs, her heart

revealed the photo

Alexis, whose brown hair and flawless skin made her utterly adorable like a baby

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

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

asserting, “She’s better off looking like her mother. If she resembled your brother, she’d be destined

gentle yet reproachful glance

You don’t need to cry every day. Let us

express her disapproval, “Dad, are you comparing my

a laugh

Alexis was recovering, but someone

was well past midnight when Cecilia finally returned to

sent the photo of Alexis to Mark and, after a while, she received a call from him. The night was

She responded him.

were unnecessary. Their feelings for each other were understood and Alexis’ recovery brought them renewed hope for a future

to hide their love in

held her phone close and drifted

morning brought a call from Mark, informing Cecilia that he would

early hour of his visit. Cecilia was both elated and

presence

agreed, his concern evident in his

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

was a cold

Cecilia rushed into his arms, playfully pushing him against the car. Mark held her

not a barrier to his irrational yearnings

asked in

was a resounding

is put away. I’ll

Mark’s

hand while stealing more kisses. Sex outside the bedroom was

love, they took their time to

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