In the dimly lit study, the air was thick with tension.

Chloe, fresh from a soak in the tub, was once again drenched in sweat. Caught by a man starved for months, she

knew the outcome would be memorizing.

Whenever she hesitated to compromise, she worried that Damon would strain her physically. The pain of childbirth

had scarred her heart, and the stitches that followed haunted her with every pull and twinge, making it an indelible

memory.

She was, in truth, frightened of that pain. Thus, it had become a no-go zone, both physically and psychologically.

But she couldn’t let her fear stop him forever.

It had indeed been too long.

At first, she was too shy to let him touch her because of her insecurity about her body, but as time dragged on, she

worried that he would only grow more fierce. And so, she had steeled herself for this encounter.d2

Thankfully, the anticipated pain never came.

Damon was relentless. Cradled in his arms, utterly spent, Chloe’s voice was a mere whisper, fragmented almost

beyond coherence, “Enough… it’s… time for… dinner.”

Damon, seemingly deaf to her plea, scooped her up and carried her back to the desk, where he pressed the

intercom button.

The phone was quickly answered.

“Hello.”

“Dinner is postponed by thirty minutes.”

“Alright.”

The maid hesitated before complying, then swiftly relayed the message to the kitchen.

Chloe cursed inwardly, regretting letting his desire build for so long. “The babies will probably start fussing soon.”

“There are plenty of people to tend to them.”

“But…”

“No excuses, you’re mine right now.”

He’d stressed this point many times, and she never took him seriously. Today was a lesson in action.

Resigned to her fate, Chloe clung to Damon’s shoulders, pressing her body against his, murmuring softly, “Be

gentle.”

grip tightened at her

in his expression, she instantly

response was

her lip. This was going to

banquet was

each eager to attend

fearing too many guests would lead to chaos, but

she gave

the worrier, wanted the twins’ celebration to be grand

care fell mostly

afternoon, Yasmine entered Chloe’s bedroom with two bottles of formula to feed the little

cooled, but the sunlight was warm. Chloe placed the babies by the

gentle rays.

caring for the

to get involved in the celebration. What are your thoughts?” Yasmine

unfazed. “He’s their great-grandfather. If he insists on coming,

her grand-daughter’s mouth. “He probably

and he really

Sun found a comfortable position,

hand, gazed out the window before turning back with a small

think

frequent visits to see the children. But

barred him from so much as holding them. He could only look on

be chased away by

terrible in Chloe’s mind, but on this issue, Yasmine

spoken on his

least make a gesture?”

invitation?” Chloe

personality, he wouldn’t accept such courtesy. In his eyes,

celebration banquet is his right, and an invitation would be an

On the day, Alyssa will probably know how to

you.”

why her mother had brought up such a redundant

have to do

yet he would come of his own accord, so why bother with

“That’s between them, then.”

Yasmine fell silent.

Little Sun still too small to hold it, and

support it.

her gaze returned to the

over, are you planning

expression growing displeased. “What, you’re

your place?”

it not long

Yasmine glared at her.

that’s

me out if I’m

“Don’t provoke me.”

want to be

a gentle smile, “You’ve been baby-watching for a hundred days. How many

does life give you? You sure you don’t want to tend to your own life? Using your grandkids

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