She didn’t dare to move, lest she touch him.

Only now did she notice that this man wasn’t as thin as she thought—he wasn’t that strong, but he had firm, well-defined muscles.

Standing this close to each other, she felt his warmth.

Mark knew women well.

He felt her uneasiness, so he gently touched her head.

“Scared?” he asked gently.

Cecilia whimpered in response.

Cupping her face with both hands, Mark ordered in a low voice, “Call me ‘Uncle Mark’, and we’ll stop this.

“U-Uncle… Mark… Uncle Mark!”

and her legs almost couldn’t stand on their

what

She felt ashamed.

couldn’t

denying it by calling him

inched closer and closer

“….

Tears welled up

Mark nodded.

gently held the back of her

resistant, but then he

and let him do what he wanted with

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