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

sudden change in his expression, she instantly regretted her plea. “Don’t

was terse,

her lip. This was

celebration banquet was

called, each eager to attend

guests would lead to chaos, but once Damon said

she gave her

celebration to be grand and

the children’s care fell mostly on

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

cooled, but the sunlight was warm. Chloe placed the babies

gentle rays.

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

in the celebration. What

If he insists on coming, I can’t stop

from her grand-daughter’s mouth. “He probably won’t

him, and he really doesn’t have

Sun found a comfortable position, hugging his bottle

out the window before turning back with a

think of anything

heard about Presley’s frequent visits to see the children. But

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

only to be chased

in Chloe’s mind, but on this

on his

you at least make

Chloe replied

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

right, and an

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

you.”

mother had brought up such a

have to do with her,

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

“That’s between them, then.”

Yasmine fell silent.

to find her Little Sun still

support it.

back in her chair, her gaze returned

celebration banquet is over, are you planning to

she faced Chloe, her expression growing displeased.

your place?”

it not long

Yasmine glared at her.

that’s not enough,

frown deepened. “Fine, kick me

“Don’t provoke me.”

want to be close to

into a gentle smile, “You’ve been

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

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