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

the sudden change in his expression, she instantly regretted her

was terse,

lip. This was going to

banquet was

eager to attend the twins’

fearing too many guests would lead to

gave her

to be grand and had

care fell mostly on Yasmine and

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

had cooled, but the sunlight was warm. Chloe placed the babies by the window, basking them in

gentle rays.

of caring for the twins, no longer the icy

the celebration.

remained unfazed. “He’s their great-grandfather. If he

grand-daughter’s mouth. “He probably

through for him, and he really doesn’t have

Sun found a comfortable position, hugging his bottle

gazed out the window before turning back with

can’t think

frequent visits to see the children.

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

be chased away

in Chloe’s mind,

on his

least make

Chloe

“With his personality, he wouldn’t accept

right, and an invitation

then don’t insult him. On the day, Alyssa will probably know how to ‘insult’ him

you.”

a redundant topic, so

do

would come of his own accord,

“That’s between them, then.”

Yasmine fell silent.

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

support it.

in her chair, her gaze returned

over, are you

faded as she faced Chloe, her expression growing

your place?”

not long

Yasmine glared at her.

your own property, and if that’s

deepened. “Fine, kick me out

“Don’t provoke me.”

be

been

don’t want to tend

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