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,

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

drifted off to sleep, she snuggled her face against his

Uncle Mark.

fact, he was already doing so well

made love twice,

however, was full of energy. He took a shower, prepared breakfast and

edge of the bed, looking at Cecilia,

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

nodded and

her softly before

tease Mark, “Cooking and doing laundry for a young girl, and you’re so

“She was in a bit of a mood, and I just coaxed her. There’s nothing to be

lingered on

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

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

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

Mark also arranged a job for the driver’s

deep affection and

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

Cecilia awake, casting a warm glow upon

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

rabbit doll he had given her close to her chest

higher in the sky, she got up

Cecilia couldn’t help but feel spoiled by him, grateful for the tender gestures that came from his elevated

had the intention of cooking dinner for

and, despite her best efforts, she ended up burning the

clock

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

him her nicked finger and tears

heart softened as he scolded her gently and he carefully bandaged her wound

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

mind drifted to the meeting earlier that day, where he had turned down an opportunity related to the development of

people were desperate to take on

it was successful over four years, his future would be bright

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

now yearned for a

up

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

refuge in his loving arms, and in a soft, hushed

faint yet affectionate

opportunity to engage in conversations about their shared dreams and aspirations,

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

few fingers, proudly stating,

head, pinching her cheek affectionately, and admiringly praised, “My Cecilia is so capable. Not everyone gets such an opportunity,

joy, Cecilia’s

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

her discreetly

hesitated, “How about

money wasn’t an issue for her,

will you take care

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

couple in the lap of

moments of intimacy and affection. He cooked for her and she lovingly massaged his back and legs. At night, she

received private calls but he declined any social engagements with friends like Charlie. If any were necessary, his assistant Peter would handle them. Mark seldom attended such

inquired about these gatherings, to which Mark would simply say it

gave her freedom in dealing with her own friends,

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

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

to him on the phone, playfully coquetting like

a faint sound reached Mark’s ears—the sound

help

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

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

left Cecilia

to Cecilia, pointing at a photo. “Come and

ran downstairs, her heart

the photo

and flawless skin made her utterly

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

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

like her mother. If she resembled

cast a gentle yet reproachful glance

“Look, our granddaughter is perfectly fine. You don’t need to cry every day. Let us look forward

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

elicited a

amid the laughter, a tinge of sadness lingered. Alexis was recovering, but someone vital was still

well past midnight when Cecilia

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

She responded him.

other were understood and Alexis’ recovery

needed to hide

her phone close and drifted off to

brought a call from Mark, informing Cecilia that he

visit. Cecilia was both elated and worried for him. In a soft tone, she insisted, “I’ll drive there myself. Don’t come

brother’s presence at home, knowing he had a keen

his gentle request for

encountering each other. Peter greeted

was a cold

rushed into his arms, playfully pushing him against the car. Mark held her close, his head lowering to

barrier to his irrational yearnings

kiss, he asked in a hoarse voice, “Do you

response was a

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

held Mark’s

kisses. Sex outside the bedroom was something rare for them,

embrace of their love, they took their time to intimately connect, savoring

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