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

instantly regretted her plea. “Don’t go

was terse,

lip. This was going to

banquet was a hive

each eager to attend the twins’

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

gave her

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

care fell mostly

Chloe’s bedroom with two

the sunlight was warm. Chloe placed the babies by the window, basking

gentle rays.

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

the celebration. What are

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

dribble of milk from her grand-daughter’s mouth. “He probably

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

comfortable position,

hand, gazed out the window before turning

can’t think

frequent visits to see the children. But

as holding them. He could only look on

be chased

mind, but on this issue,

on

least make a

Chloe replied

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

his right, and an invitation would

him. On the day, Alyssa will probably know how to

you.”

wondered why her mother had brought up such a

have to do with her, the

his own

“That’s between them, then.”

Yasmine fell silent.

her Little Sun still too small to hold it, and

support it.

her chair, her gaze returned to

is over,

faded as she faced Chloe, her expression growing displeased. “What, you’re tired of me

your place?”

it not

Yasmine glared at her.

if that’s not enough, I’ll get

kick me

“Don’t provoke me.”

want to be close

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

to tend to your own life? Using your

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