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.”

their only night together, he cherished every

a tinge of disappointment, Cecilia understood and appreciated his efforts. Mark showed her how much she meant to him, dedicating all his spare time to

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

Uncle Mark.

so well

woke her up and they made love twice,

shower, prepared breakfast

at the edge of the bed, looking at

with you tonight before heading back to Czanch. You can spend the day here

Cecilia nodded and replied sleepily,

kissed her

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

a bit of a mood,

smile lingered

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

bit envious of Mark’s happiness, secretly

moment of contemplation, Mark generously gifted Peter a house in Czanch. It was a precious gift, as

Mark also arranged a job

deep

that keeping Cecilia safe depended on those around him staying discreet and trustworthy. He valued

sun’s noon rays caressed Cecilia awake, casting a warm glow upon

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

she held the rabbit doll he had given her close to her chest and playfully rolled

the sky, she got up and found the

help but feel spoiled

reciprocate his kindness, Cecilia had

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

the clock struck

the table set for dinner, he playfully teased her about ordering

finger and

scolded her gently and he carefully bandaged her wound before

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 a groundbreaking new metal, a project that could revolutionize aerospace technology and advance the country’s military

people were desperate to take on the

years, his

recommended a junior for the position, unswayed

now yearned for a life with Cecilia, a

up

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

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

faint yet affectionate smile graced

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

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

a few

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

with joy, Cecilia’s

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

praised her discreetly before inquiring about the

the young girl hesitated, “How

for her, she

you take care of me?”

kissed her forehead, assuring her, “Yes, I will always take care

couple in the lap of

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

any were necessary, his assistant

would simply say it was

he gave her freedom in dealing with her own

to witness the mesmerizing aurora, making that period the sweetest

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

bed, talking to him

sound reached Mark’s ears—the sound

couldn’t help but

voice, Cecilia replied, “I’ll go downstairs

the call, Cecilia hurried downstairs, only to find her brother, Waylen, standing

left

amidst her tears, called out to Cecilia, pointing at a photo. “Come and have a

ran downstairs,

the

Alexis, whose brown hair and flawless skin

Cecilia covered her mouth in

to cry, touched by the fact that her

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

gentle yet reproachful glance at

don’t need to cry every day. Let us look forward to the future with optimism. I’m sure Waylen, with

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

elicited a laugh

laughter, a tinge of sadness lingered. Alexis was recovering, but someone vital was still absent from

was well past midnight when Cecilia finally returned

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

She responded him.

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

no longer needed to hide their love

close and drifted

brought a call from Mark, informing Cecilia

both elated and worried for him. In

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

concern evident in his gentle request for her

entrance, serendipitously encountering each other. Peter greeted Cecilia warmly,

a

against the car. Mark held

a barrier to his irrational yearnings in

asked in a

response was a

is put away. I’ll pick you up at two

bashfulness, Cecilia held Mark’s hand as

kisses. Sex outside the bedroom was something rare

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

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