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

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

His response was terse,

lip. This was going

celebration banquet was a hive

called, each eager to attend the

would lead to chaos,

gave

celebration to be grand and

children’s care fell mostly

Chloe’s bedroom with two bottles of formula to feed

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

gentle rays.

softened over the months of caring for the

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

great-grandfather. If he insists on coming,

grand-daughter’s mouth. “He probably

he really doesn’t

found a comfortable position,

one hand, gazed out the window before turning

can’t think of anything

she’d heard about Presley’s frequent visits to see the children.

him from so much as holding them. He could

to be chased away

mind, but on this issue, Yasmine seemed

spoken on his

at least make

Chloe replied

accept such courtesy. In his

banquet is his right, and an invitation

him. On the day, Alyssa

you.”

mother had brought up such a redundant

have to do with her,

yet he would come of his own accord, so why bother

“That’s between them, then.”

Yasmine fell silent.

find her Little Sun still too small to hold

support it.

in her chair, her gaze returned to

is over,

she faced Chloe, her expression growing

your place?”

not long

Yasmine glared at her.

own property, and if that’s

“Fine, kick me out if I’m

“Don’t provoke me.”

to be

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

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

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