The Enticing CEO’s Chosen Bride

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

expression, she instantly regretted her plea. “Don’t go too hard

try.” His response was terse, his passion

her lip. This was going

—

was a

after employee called, each eager to

hesitant, fearing too many guests would lead to chaos, but once

gave her

twins’ celebration to be grand

children’s care fell mostly on Yasmine

…

afternoon, Yasmine entered Chloe’s bedroom with two bottles

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

gentle rays.

over the months of caring for the twins, no longer the icy figure she once

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

great-grandfather. If he insists on

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

through for him, and he really doesn’t have

Sun found a comfortable position, hugging his bottle

with one hand, gazed out the window before

think

she’d heard about Presley’s frequent visits to see

much as holding them. He could only look

only to be chased

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

spoken on

at least make a gesture?” Yasmine

Chloe replied

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

his right, and

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

you.”

why her mother had brought up such a redundant

do with her, the

his own accord, so why bother with such a

“That’s between them, then.”

Yasmine fell silent.

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

support it.

back in her chair, her gaze returned to

is over, are you planning

Chloe, her expression growing displeased. “What, you’re tired of

your place?”

not

Yasmine glared at her.

that’s not enough, I’ll

“Fine, kick me out

“Don’t provoke me.”

want to be close to

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

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