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

change in his expression, she instantly regretted her plea. “Don’t go too

response was

lip. This was going to

banquet was a hive of

employee called, each eager

would lead

gave

ever the worrier, wanted the twins’ celebration to be grand

fell mostly

in the afternoon, Yasmine entered Chloe’s bedroom with

had cooled, but the sunlight was warm. Chloe placed the babies by the

gentle rays.

caring for the twins, no longer the

in the celebration. What are your thoughts?” Yasmine asked

unfazed. “He’s their great-grandfather. If he insists on coming, I can’t stop

wiped a dribble of milk from her grand-daughter’s mouth. “He probably won’t

for him, and he really doesn’t

found a comfortable position, hugging his bottle

gazed out the window before turning

can’t think of

she’d heard about Presley’s frequent

them. He could only

only to be chased

terrible in Chloe’s mind, but on

spoken on his

least make a gesture?”

invitation?” Chloe

wouldn’t accept such courtesy. In his eyes, attending his

is his right, and an invitation

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

you.”

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

to do with her,

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

“That’s between them, then.”

Yasmine fell silent.

only to find her Little Sun still too small

support it.

her chair, her gaze returned to the

banquet is over,

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

your place?”

not long

Yasmine glared at her.

own property, and if that’s not enough, I’ll get

kick me out

“Don’t provoke me.”

want to be close to my

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

sure you don’t want to tend to your

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