The Enticing CEO’s Chosen Bride

Chapter 1876

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

his expression, she instantly regretted her plea. “Don’t

His response was terse, his

lip. This was

—

banquet was a hive

eager to attend the

too many guests would lead to chaos,

gave

celebration to

children’s care fell mostly on Yasmine and

…

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

the sunlight was warm. Chloe placed the babies by the window, basking them

gentle rays.

for the twins, no longer the

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

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

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

it through for him, and he really doesn’t have much

found a comfortable position, hugging his

one hand, gazed out the window before turning back with a

think of

frequent visits

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

to be chased away by

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

on

you at least make a gesture?”

invitation?” Chloe

he wouldn’t accept such courtesy. In his

his right, and an invitation would be

On the day, Alyssa will probably know how to ‘insult’ him better

you.”

a redundant topic, so that was the

to do

would come of his own

“That’s between them, then.”

Yasmine fell silent.

of the bottle, only to find her Little

support it.

her chair, her gaze returned

the celebration banquet is over, are you planning

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

your place?”

it not

Yasmine glared at her.

and if that’s not enough, I’ll get

frown deepened. “Fine, kick me out if I’m in

“Don’t provoke me.”

to be close

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

to tend to your own life? Using your

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