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

instantly

try.” His response was terse, his

This was going to

banquet was a hive of

employee called, each eager

many guests would lead

she gave

to be grand and had spent days overseeing the

the children’s care fell mostly on

three in the afternoon, Yasmine entered Chloe’s bedroom with two bottles

Chloe placed the babies by the window,

gentle rays.

demeanor had softened over the months of caring for the twins, no longer the icy figure

in the celebration. What are your

“He’s their great-grandfather. If he insists on coming,

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

him, and he really doesn’t have

comfortable position, hugging his

gazed out the window before turning back with a small

can’t think of

frequent visits to see the children. But until her

much as holding them. He

to be

was terrible in Chloe’s mind, but on this

spoken on his

least make a

Chloe replied

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

banquet is his right, and

don’t insult him. On the day, Alyssa will probably know

you.”

up such a redundant

to do with her,

invite, yet he would come of his own accord,

“That’s between them, then.”

Yasmine fell silent.

bottle, only to find her Little Sun still too small to hold

support it.

back in her chair, her

the celebration banquet is over,

expression growing displeased. “What, you’re

your place?”

not long

Yasmine glared at her.

own property, and if that’s

“Fine, kick me out if I’m in the

“Don’t provoke me.”

be close to

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

days does life give you? You sure you don’t want to tend to your own life? Using

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