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!”

were trembling, and her legs

what was

She felt ashamed.

she couldn’t

him, despite denying it by

inched closer and closer

“….

‘Uncle Mark” Tears

Mark nodded.

back of her head and pressed his

little resistant, but then he whispered, “Be a good

let him do what he

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