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

she instantly regretted her plea.

try.” His response was

This

banquet was a hive of

eager to

many guests would lead

gave

worrier, wanted the twins’ celebration to be

children’s care fell mostly on Yasmine and

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

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

gentle rays.

months of caring for the twins, no longer the icy figure

involved in the celebration.

If he insists on coming, I

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

and he really doesn’t have much to

a comfortable position, hugging

out the

can’t think of

hospital stay, she’d heard about Presley’s frequent

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

to be chased away by

was terrible in Chloe’s mind,

on his

make a gesture?”

invitation?” Chloe

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

his right, and an invitation would

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

you.”

mother had brought up such a redundant topic, so

do with

would come of his own accord, so

“That’s between them, then.”

Yasmine fell silent.

find her Little Sun still too

support it.

her chair, her gaze returned to the

is over, are

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

your place?”

it not

Yasmine glared at her.

your own property, and if that’s

me

“Don’t provoke me.”

to be close

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

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

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