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 plea. “Don’t

His response was terse,

lip. This was

celebration banquet was a hive of

after employee called, each eager

many guests would lead to chaos, but once Damon said he’d

she gave her

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

fell

Yasmine entered Chloe’s bedroom with two

but the sunlight was warm. Chloe placed the babies by

gentle rays.

months of caring for the twins, no

probably want to get involved in the celebration. What are your

he insists on coming,

her grand-daughter’s mouth.

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

Sun found a comfortable position,

one hand, gazed out the window before turning

think of anything

she’d heard about Presley’s frequent visits

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

only to be chased

great-grandfather’s reputation was terrible in Chloe’s mind, but on this issue,

on his

you at least make a

Chloe replied

personality, he wouldn’t accept such

is his right, and an invitation would

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

you.”

why her mother had brought up such a redundant topic, so that was the reason. But

to do

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

“That’s between them, then.”

Yasmine fell silent.

letting go of the bottle, only to find her Little Sun

support it.

her chair, her gaze returned

over,

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

your place?”

it not long

Yasmine glared at her.

if that’s not enough, I’ll

“Fine, kick me out if I’m in the

“Don’t provoke me.”

want to be close to

been baby-watching for a hundred days. How many sets of

want to tend to your

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