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.”

night together, he cherished every moment they

efforts. Mark showed her how much she meant

to sleep, she snuggled her face against his neck, feeling safe

Uncle Mark.

was already doing so well in being

her up and they made

of energy. He took a shower, prepared breakfast and lunch for

edge of the

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

and replied sleepily,

kissed her softly

couldn’t help but tease Mark, “Cooking and doing laundry for a young

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

lingered on his

felt happy for Mark who finally finding a girl he like. How could Peter not

Mark’s

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

arranged a job for the

Mark’s 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

it

held the rabbit doll he had given her

the sky, she got up and found the breakfast Mark had prepared for

to his caring nature. Cecilia couldn’t help but feel spoiled by him,

Cecilia had the intention of

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

clock struck

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

then showed him her nicked finger and

gently and he carefully bandaged her wound

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

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

people were desperate to take

four years, his

a junior for the position, unswayed

now yearned for a life with Cecilia,

snuggled up close to

dissipated, he cast a contemplative gaze at her. “Will

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

a faint yet affectionate smile graced

engage in conversations about their shared dreams and aspirations, especially when it

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

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

cheek affectionately, and admiringly praised, “My Cecilia is

joy, Cecilia’s heart

Mark had his reservations. Considering their impending marriage, he felt it wouldn’t be appropriate for her to be in the public eye as a commercial

discreetly before

“How about I decline the

an issue for her, she simply yearned for

take care of me?”

her, “Yes, I will

lived as a couple in the

week and their time together was filled 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

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 events, especially with Cecilia, as he deemed them unsuitable for

simply say

in dealing with

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

Mark’s schedule became busier

her bed, talking to him on the

reached

Mark couldn’t help but inquire,

voice, Cecilia replied, “I’ll

call, Cecilia hurried downstairs, only to find her brother, Waylen, standing in the hall, comforted by their weeping mother and

scene left

Cecilia, pointing at a photo. “Come and

ran downstairs, her heart

revealed the photo

six-month-old Alexis, whose brown hair and flawless skin

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

cry, touched by the fact

resembled your brother, she’d be destined

cast a gentle yet reproachful glance at her

cry every day. Let us look forward to the future with optimism. I’m sure Waylen, with his capabilities, will provide

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

words elicited a

recovering, but someone

was well past midnight when Cecilia

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

She responded him.

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

no longer needed to hide their

close

a call from Mark, informing Cecilia that

overnight work and the early hour of his visit. Cecilia was both elated

mindful of her brother’s presence

agreed, his concern evident in his

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

a

his arms, playfully pushing him against the car. Mark held

not a barrier to his irrational yearnings in this

in a hoarse voice, “Do you

was a resounding

“Everything is put away. I’ll pick you up at two o’clock

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

body with one hand while stealing more kisses. Sex outside the bedroom was something

their love, they took

she had never encountered before.