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

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

was terse, his

lip. This was going to be

celebration banquet was a

called, each eager to attend

lead to chaos, but once Damon said

she gave her

worrier, wanted the twins’ celebration to be grand and had spent

fell mostly on Yasmine

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

the sunlight was warm. Chloe placed the

gentle rays.

of caring for the twins, no longer the icy figure

will probably want to get involved in the celebration. What are your thoughts?”

he

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

for him, and he really doesn’t have

Sun found a comfortable

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

think of

heard about Presley’s frequent

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

only to be chased

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

on his

you at least make

invitation?” Chloe

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

celebration banquet is his right, and an invitation would be an

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

you.”

wondered why her mother had brought up such a redundant topic, so

do

yet he would come of his own accord, so why

“That’s between them, then.”

Yasmine fell silent.

the bottle, only to find her Little Sun still too small to hold

support it.

back in her chair, her gaze returned to the

over, are you planning to

her expression growing displeased. “What, you’re

your place?”

not long

Yasmine glared at her.

that’s not enough, I’ll

me out if I’m

“Don’t provoke me.”

want to be close to

“You’ve been baby-watching for a

don’t want to tend to

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