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

instantly

His response was

This was going

banquet was a

called, each eager

many guests would lead to

she gave

to be grand and had spent

care fell mostly on Yasmine

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

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

gentle rays.

had softened over the months of caring for the

want to get involved in the

great-grandfather. If he insists on coming,

her grand-daughter’s mouth.

for him, and he really

a comfortable position,

one hand, gazed out the

think of

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

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

only to be chased away by

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

on

make a gesture?” Yasmine

Chloe

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

is his right, and an invitation would

insult him. On the day, Alyssa will

you.”

mother had brought up such a redundant topic, so

have to do with

of his own accord, so why bother with

“That’s between them, then.”

Yasmine fell silent.

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

support it.

chair, her gaze returned

over, are you

faded as she faced Chloe, her expression growing displeased.

your place?”

not long

Yasmine glared at her.

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

deepened. “Fine, kick me

“Don’t provoke me.”

want to be close to my

smile, “You’ve been baby-watching for a hundred days. How many sets

You sure you don’t want to

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