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 at

sudden change in his expression, she instantly regretted her

His response was terse, his passion

lip. This was going to be

was a hive

after employee called, each eager to

many guests would lead to chaos, but once

gave

wanted the twins’ celebration to be grand and had spent days overseeing the

the children’s care fell mostly

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

sunlight was warm. Chloe placed the babies by

gentle rays.

had softened over the months of caring for the twins, no

probably want to get involved in the celebration.

great-grandfather. If he

a dribble of milk from her grand-daughter’s

for him, and he

comfortable

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

can’t think

about Presley’s frequent

much as holding them. He

only to be chased

Chloe’s mind, but on this issue,

on

least make a gesture?” Yasmine

Chloe

continued, “With his personality, he wouldn’t accept such courtesy.

right, and an invitation would

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

you.”

mother had brought up such a

do with her, the

own accord, so why bother with

“That’s between them, then.”

Yasmine fell silent.

only to find her Little Sun still too small to hold it, and so she

support it.

her gaze returned to

celebration banquet is over, are you planning

smile faded as she faced Chloe, her expression growing displeased. “What, you’re tired

your place?”

not long

Yasmine glared at her.

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

kick me out

“Don’t provoke me.”

want to be close to

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

to tend

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