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 her

in his expression, she instantly

was terse, his passion

This was going to

celebration banquet was a hive of

employee called, each eager

many guests would lead to chaos, but once Damon

she gave

twins’ celebration to be grand and

children’s care fell mostly

with two bottles of formula

warm. Chloe placed the babies by the window, basking them

gentle rays.

over the months of caring for the twins, no longer the icy

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

If he insists

a dribble of milk from her grand-daughter’s mouth. “He probably won’t cause any

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

Sun found a comfortable position, hugging his

gazed out the window before turning back with

can’t think of anything

stay, she’d heard about Presley’s frequent visits to see the children. But until

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

only to be

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

on

make a gesture?”

invitation?” Chloe

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

right, and an invitation would be

insult him. On the day, Alyssa will probably

you.”

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

to do with

own accord,

“That’s between them, then.”

Yasmine fell silent.

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

support it.

back in her chair, her gaze

banquet is over, are you

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

your place?”

it not

Yasmine glared at her.

your own property, and if that’s not

me out if I’m in

“Don’t provoke me.”

to be close

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

don’t want to tend to your own life? Using your grandkids

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