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.”

grip tightened

she instantly

response was

bit her lip. This was going

—

banquet was a hive

called, each eager to attend

fearing too many guests would lead to chaos, but once Damon said

she gave

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

fell mostly on Yasmine and

…

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 window, basking them in

gentle rays.

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

involved in the celebration. What

their great-grandfather. If he insists on

milk from her grand-daughter’s

it through for him, and he really doesn’t have much to

comfortable position,

with one hand, gazed out the

think of

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

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

to be chased away

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

spoken on his

you at least make a gesture?” Yasmine

invitation?” Chloe replied

he wouldn’t accept such courtesy.

right, and an invitation would

him. On the day, Alyssa will probably know how to

you.”

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

have to do

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

“That’s between them, then.”

Yasmine fell silent.

only to find her Little Sun still too small to hold

support it.

back in her chair, her gaze returned to

celebration banquet is over, are

smile faded as she faced Chloe, her expression growing displeased. “What, you’re tired of me

your place?”

it not

Yasmine glared at her.

have your own property, and if that’s not enough,

kick me

“Don’t provoke me.”

to be close

been

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

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