A Second Chance With My Billionaire Love by Arny Gallucio

The bodyguards then made way for Cecilia.

Making a face at Mark’s fierce-looking bodyguards, she squeezed her way toward Mark’s side.

Mark couldn’t help thinking about the little milk bottle in her bag.

He beamed and shook his head slightly.

His exhaustion had alleviated a lot.

He wondered whether or not it was the miracle of young girls that gave him such relief.

Mark’s hotel suite was very large.

It even had a small gym inside.

He was quite busy.

After he went in and ordered some food, Peter went to prepare.

In less than half an hour, a cart full of scrumptious dishes was delivered by the chef.

documents he was reading, Mark asked, “Young girls nowadays all seem

that okay for

“Sure,” Cecilia replied.

say that it wasn’t

and Peter had

was obvious that Peter was Mark’s confidant, and he was

by

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accustomed to eating spicy

in all the dishes, her throat had started to burn, and her eyes had

plate, Cecilia finally whispered with dissatisfaction, “Why are we eating in a hotel suite? It

”

all young girls liked spicy

Mark was wrong.

Join &

Cecilia’s murmurs, but he chose not to say anything because he thought that

Peter with

“Because it is not convenient