A Second Chance With My Billionaire Love by Arny Gallucio

Zoey took a seat.

The prolonged conversation with the mother and son left Cecilia feeling stifled beneath the quilt, her breaths shallow.

Whenever she attempted to move, Mark gently secured her head between his legs and even playfully caressed her, much like petting a puppy.

Eventually, Zoey departed.

As the door closed, Cecilia emerged from the quilt, her eyes glistening with tears.

“Uncle Mark, I couldn’t breathe!”

Mark tenderly pulled her into his arms, and after a while, he inquired softly, “Do you enjoy being here?”

Blushing, Cecilia refused to respond to his question.

What was he implying?

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jumped on him and lightly

still clung affectionately to his neck,

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She obediently embraced him.

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a cigarette and rummaged through the fridge, declaring, “I’m