With a faint smile, he said, "I don't have much of an appetite."

Cecilia recalled that Mark rarely ate midnight snacks, controlled his main meal portions, and was meticulous about his appearance. She scoffed and said, “Why do you pay so much attention to your appearance? Are you trying to seduce those young girls?"

Mark didn't get upset with Cecilia's teasing.

Instead, he looked at her and said, "I seduced you and won you over, didn't 12"

Cecilia blushed a little and couldn't help but recall the first time she saw him at the Fowler family's house.

She thought he was incredibly charming then, and he still looked good now. He appeared so gentle, and she didn't expect him to be passionate in bed. She couldn't bring herself to say it out.

Mark knew her very well, and he examined her from head to toe with a smile.

His eyes held a hint of desire, but he didn't make any advances. Cecilia found it hard to endure.

She ate the noodles very slowly, but when she finished, she looked at the empty bowl and then back at him,

Mark remained calm, playing with his cigarette between his slender fingers while observing her, This made her blush.

His hand gently traced her delicate face and then moved down, lightly brushing her neck, causing her heart to race.

Cecilia let out a soft cry.

"Don't do that." He seemed to be teasing her.

Mark put the cigarette to his lips and lit it, taking a drag before asking with a smirk, “Don't you like it?"

It wasn't that she didn't like it; she just couldn't handle it. Her self -control was nowhere near as strong as his, and he had a way of making her feel teased.

Cecilia could hardly look at him. Mark stood up and lifted her...

Cecilia was taken aback and felt a little shy. She hesitated for a moment before she held onto his shirt sleeve and said, “Put me down.”

Mark didn't stop in his tracks,

He looked down at her and spoke in a husky voice.

“You've eaten your fill. Isn't it my turn?"

What... What was he talking about? She blushed even more. They hadn't been intimate in a long time...

No matter how nervous she was, she found herself placed at the edge of the bed by Mark. Her body sank into the soft mattress, and her nose was greeted by a faint scent of dust. After all, it had been a while since anyone had used this bed.