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

his expression, she instantly regretted her

His response was

her lip. This was going to be

banquet was a

eager to attend

too many guests would lead to chaos, but once Damon said he’d

gave

wanted the twins’ celebration to be grand and had

the children’s care fell

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

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

gentle rays.

demeanor had softened over the months of caring for the twins,

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

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

grand-daughter’s mouth. “He probably won’t cause any

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

Sun found a comfortable

supporting with one hand, gazed out the window before

can’t think

about Presley’s frequent visits to see the

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

be

mind,

spoken on his

at least make a

invitation?” Chloe

accept such courtesy. In his eyes, attending his

his right, and an invitation would

then don’t insult him. On the day, Alyssa

you.”

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

do with

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

“That’s between them, then.”

Yasmine fell silent.

tested letting go of the bottle, only to find her Little Sun

support it.

chair, her gaze returned

banquet is over, are you planning

faded as she faced Chloe, her expression growing displeased.

your place?”

not long

Yasmine glared at her.

and if that’s not enough, I’ll get you another

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

“Don’t provoke me.”

to be

smile, “You’ve been baby-watching for

want to tend to your own life? Using your

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