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

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

His response was

lip. This was

banquet was a hive

called, each eager to

lead to chaos,

she gave

celebration to be grand and had spent days overseeing the

care fell mostly on

Yasmine entered Chloe’s bedroom with two bottles of formula to feed the

Chloe placed the babies

gentle rays.

for the twins, no longer the icy figure she once

in the celebration. What are your thoughts?” Yasmine

remained unfazed. “He’s their great-grandfather. If he insists on

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

and he really

found a comfortable position, hugging his

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

can’t think of

frequent visits to see

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

be

reputation was terrible in Chloe’s mind, but on

on

make a gesture?”

Chloe

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

is his right, and an invitation would

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

you.”

brought up such a redundant topic,

have to do with her, the

come of his own accord, so why bother with such a thankless

“That’s between them, then.”

Yasmine fell silent.

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

support it.

her chair, her

banquet is over, are you

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

your place?”

not

Yasmine glared at her.

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

kick me out if I’m

“Don’t provoke me.”

to be close to my

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

You sure you don’t want to tend to

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