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

instantly regretted her plea. “Don’t go

was terse, his passion

This

banquet was a hive of

eager

many guests would lead to

gave

worrier, wanted the twins’ celebration to be

children’s care fell mostly on Yasmine and

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

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

gentle rays.

months of caring for the twins, no longer the

in the celebration. What

great-grandfather. If he insists on coming, I can’t

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

and he really doesn’t have much

Sun found a comfortable position,

with one hand, gazed out the window

think

frequent visits to see the children. But

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

to be chased away by

mind, but

on his

least make a

Chloe replied

his personality, he wouldn’t accept such

right, and an invitation would be

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

you.”

brought up such a

have to do with her,

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

“That’s between them, then.”

Yasmine fell silent.

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

support it.

her chair, her gaze returned to

over, are you planning

faded as she faced Chloe, her expression growing displeased. “What,

your place?”

it not long

Yasmine glared at her.

that’s not enough, I’ll

“Fine, kick me out if I’m in

“Don’t provoke me.”

to be close to my

smile, “You’ve been baby-watching for a

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

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