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

sudden change in his expression, she instantly regretted

try.” His response was

her lip. This was going

banquet was

each eager

would lead to chaos, but

she gave

to be grand and had spent days overseeing the

the children’s care fell

entered Chloe’s bedroom with two bottles of formula to

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

gentle rays.

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

to get involved in the celebration. What are

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

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

and he really doesn’t have

a comfortable position, hugging

gazed out the window

can’t think of anything

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

He could only

to be chased away by

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

spoken on his

least make a

invitation?” Chloe

accept such courtesy. In his

is his right, and an

On the day,

you.”

wondered why her mother had brought up such a redundant topic, so that was the

do with her,

yet he would come of his own accord, so

“That’s between them, then.”

Yasmine fell silent.

the bottle, only to find her Little Sun still too small to hold it, and so she continued

support it.

in her chair, her

the celebration banquet is over,

expression growing displeased.

your place?”

not

Yasmine glared at her.

and if that’s not enough, I’ll

“Fine, kick me out if

“Don’t provoke me.”

to be

into a gentle smile, “You’ve been baby-watching for a

give you? You sure you don’t want to

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