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

showed her how much she meant to him, dedicating

to sleep, she snuggled her face against his neck,

Uncle Mark.

was already doing so

up and they made love twice,

was full of energy. He took a shower, prepared breakfast and lunch for her, instructing her to just

the edge of the bed,

you tonight before heading back to Czanch. You

nodded and replied sleepily,

kissed her

car, Peter couldn’t help but tease Mark, “Cooking and doing laundry for a young girl, and you’re so

adjusted his straight suit pants and played it off casually. “She was in a bit of a mood, and I just coaxed her. There’s nothing

smile lingered on

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

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

house in Czanch. It was a precious gift, as many people couldn’t afford properties

Mark also arranged a job

Mark’s deep affection and protectiveness for

around him staying discreet and

noon rays caressed Cecilia awake,

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

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

the sky, she got up and found the breakfast Mark

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

Cecilia had the intention of

her best efforts, she ended up

clock struck four, Mark returned from a

dinner, he playfully teased

nicked finger and

he carefully bandaged her

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

the development of a groundbreaking new metal, a

were desperate to

four years, his

for the

priorities had shifted—he now yearned for a life with Cecilia, a

up

a contemplative gaze at her. “Will you grace

a tender grace, she bent down, seeking refuge in his loving arms, and in a soft, hushed tone, she revealed her heartfelt desire to learn the culinary arts for

a faint yet affectionate smile graced Mark’s

hint of melancholy danced in the depths of his eyes, he welcomed the opportunity to engage in conversations about

lack of a job. Seeking solace, she nuzzled her face against his sturdy abdomen, her delicate fingers gently toying with the buttons of his

grace, Cecilia extended a few

admiringly praised, “My Cecilia is so capable. Not everyone gets such an

joy, Cecilia’s heart

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

praised her discreetly before inquiring about

hesitated, “How about I

issue for her, she simply yearned for

will you take care of me?” she

forehead, assuring her, “Yes, I will

in the lap

almost every 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 shirt and snuggling into

Mark 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

simply say it was not appropriate for a

gave her freedom in dealing with her

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

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

laid on her bed, talking to him on the

reached Mark’s ears—the sound of

couldn’t help but

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

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

scene left Cecilia

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

downstairs,

the photo

and flawless skin made her utterly adorable like a

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

touched by the fact that her

off looking like her mother. If she resembled your

yet reproachful glance at her

day. Let us

“Dad, are you comparing

elicited a

a tinge of sadness lingered. Alexis was recovering, but someone

well past midnight when Cecilia finally returned to her

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

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

needed to hide their

held her phone close and drifted off to

from Mark, informing Cecilia that he would

his visit. Cecilia was both

of her brother’s presence at home,

his concern evident in his gentle request

they reached the apartment entrance, serendipitously encountering each other. Peter greeted Cecilia warmly, carrying bags of groceries upstairs ahead

a

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

to his irrational

lingering kiss, he asked in a hoarse voice,

was

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

Cecilia held Mark’s hand as

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

took their time to intimately connect, savoring

Cecilia, it was an unparalleled experience, a profound and passionate intimacy she had never encountered before.