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

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

she snuggled her face against his

Uncle Mark.

was already doing so well in being a loving

and they made love twice, leaving her

shower, prepared breakfast and lunch

edge of the bed,

in a low, tender voice, “I’ll have dinner with you tonight before heading back to Czanch. You can spend the day here and wait for

nodded and replied

her softly

Mark, “Cooking and

off casually. “She was in a

lingered on

girl he like. How could Peter not

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

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

also arranged a job for the

deep affection and protectiveness

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

noon rays caressed Cecilia awake, casting a warm glow

blinked her eyes open, and there it

with joy, she held the rabbit doll he had given her close to her chest and playfully rolled around in bed,

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

bite-size, a testament to his caring nature. Cecilia couldn’t help but feel spoiled by him, grateful for the tender gestures

reciprocate his kindness, Cecilia had the intention

ended up burning the

day, as the clock struck four, Mark returned from

teased her about ordering take-out instead cooking something

then showed him her nicked finger and tears welled up in

he carefully bandaged her wound before

exuding an air of elegance as he quietly smoked. The way he carried himself

down an opportunity related to the development of a groundbreaking new metal, a project that could

desperate to take on

over four years, his

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

no regrets, for his priorities had shifted—he now yearned for

up close to

last wisp of smoke from Mark’s extinguished cigarette dissipated, he cast a contemplative gaze at her. “Will you grace us with your

in his loving arms, and in a soft, hushed tone, she revealed her heartfelt desire to learn

faint yet affectionate smile graced

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

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 me to become

extended a few fingers,

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

joy, Cecilia’s heart

be appropriate for her to be in

he praised her discreetly before inquiring about

young girl hesitated, “How about

for her, she simply

take care

“Yes, I will always take care of

couple in the lap of luxury within

moments of intimacy and affection. He cooked for her and she lovingly massaged his back and

If any were necessary, his assistant Peter would handle them. Mark seldom attended such events, especially with Cecilia, as he deemed them

these gatherings, to which Mark would simply say it was not appropriate for

gave her freedom in dealing with her own friends,

their free time, Mark took Cecilia skiing and to witness the mesmerizing aurora, making that period

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

laid on her bed, talking to him on the phone,

sound reached

Mark couldn’t help but inquire,

Cecilia replied, “I’ll go downstairs

her brother, Waylen, standing

left

out to Cecilia, pointing at a photo. “Come and have a

downstairs, her heart

revealed the photo to

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

the image, Cecilia covered her mouth in

the fact that her

though teary-eyed, maintained his pride, asserting, “She’s better off looking like her mother. If she resembled your brother, she’d be destined for hardship. No man would dare marry

cast a gentle yet reproachful

Let us look

express her disapproval, “Dad, are you comparing my brother

words elicited a laugh from

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

was well past midnight when Cecilia finally returned to

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

She responded him.

each other were understood and Alexis’ recovery brought them renewed

to hide

her phone close and drifted off

early morning brought a call from Mark, informing Cecilia that he would arrive at the apartment in

slightly hoarse, a testament to his overnight work and the early hour of his visit. Cecilia was both elated and worried for him. In

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

his concern evident in his gentle

other. Peter greeted Cecilia warmly, carrying bags of

was a cold winter

the car. Mark

barrier to his irrational yearnings in

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

response was

“Everything is put

Cecilia held Mark’s

entering the 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, but today was different—his eagerness led him to carry her to the sofa

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

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