The Enticing CEO’s Chosen Bride

Chapter 1876

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.”

tightened at her

she instantly regretted her plea.

His response was terse, his passion

lip. This

—

was a hive

after employee called, each eager to attend the

would lead to chaos, but once Damon

gave

wanted the twins’ celebration to be grand and had spent days overseeing the

fell mostly on

…

Yasmine entered Chloe’s bedroom with two bottles

warm. Chloe placed the babies by the window, basking them in

gentle rays.

softened over the months of caring for the twins, no longer the icy figure she once

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

great-grandfather. If he insists on coming,

dribble of milk from her grand-daughter’s mouth. “He

him, and he really doesn’t have much

comfortable position, hugging

with one hand, gazed out the window before turning back with

think of

hospital stay, she’d heard about Presley’s frequent visits to see the children.

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

be chased away by

Chloe’s mind, but on this

spoken on

least make a gesture?”

Chloe

accept such courtesy. In his eyes,

his right, and an invitation

him. On the day, Alyssa will

you.”

her mother had brought up such a

do with her,

of his own accord, so

“That’s between them, then.”

Yasmine fell silent.

bottle, only to find her Little Sun still too small to hold

support it.

back in her chair, her gaze

celebration banquet is over, are you planning

her expression growing displeased. “What,

your place?”

not long

Yasmine glared at her.

own property, and if that’s

kick me out if I’m in

“Don’t provoke me.”

want to be

smile, “You’ve been baby-watching for

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

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