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

change in his expression, she instantly regretted her plea.

try.” His response was terse,

bit her lip. This was going to

celebration banquet was a hive

after employee called, each eager to attend the twins’

guests would lead to chaos, but once Damon

she gave

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

care fell mostly on Yasmine

bedroom with two bottles of formula to

the sunlight was warm. Chloe placed the babies by

gentle rays.

demeanor had softened over the months of caring for the twins, no

get involved in the celebration. What are

he insists on coming, I

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

through for him, and he really doesn’t have

a comfortable position, hugging his bottle

gazed out the window

think of

she’d heard about Presley’s frequent visits to see the children. But

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

only to be chased away

was terrible in Chloe’s mind,

on his

you at least make a

Chloe replied

continued, “With his personality, he wouldn’t accept

his right, and an

On the day, Alyssa will probably know how to ‘insult’ him better

you.”

brought up such a redundant topic, so that was the reason. But what

do with her, the

would come of his own accord,

“That’s between them, then.”

Yasmine fell silent.

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

support it.

chair, her gaze returned to

the celebration banquet is over, are

as she faced Chloe, her expression growing displeased. “What,

your place?”

it not long

Yasmine glared at her.

your own property, and if that’s

“Fine, kick me out if I’m

“Don’t provoke me.”

be

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

You sure you don’t want to tend to your own

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