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.”

grip tightened

in his expression, she instantly regretted her

try.” His response was terse, his passion

her lip. This was going to be

—

was a hive

after employee called, each eager

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

gave

the worrier, wanted the twins’ celebration to be grand

fell mostly

…

afternoon, Yasmine entered Chloe’s bedroom with two bottles

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

gentle rays.

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

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

remained unfazed. “He’s their great-grandfather. If he insists on

from her grand-daughter’s mouth. “He

for him, and he really doesn’t have much

comfortable position, hugging his bottle

hand, gazed out the window

can’t think of anything

since her hospital stay, she’d heard about Presley’s frequent visits

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

to be chased away by

reputation was terrible in Chloe’s mind, but on this issue, Yasmine seemed to

spoken on

least make a gesture?”

Chloe

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

banquet is his right, and

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

you.”

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

have to do with her,

he would come of his own accord, so why bother

“That’s between them, then.”

Yasmine fell silent.

letting go of the bottle, only to find her Little Sun still too small to hold it, and

support it.

in her chair, her gaze

is over, are you planning to

faced Chloe, her expression

your place?”

it not

Yasmine glared at her.

your own property, and if that’s not enough, I’ll get you

frown deepened. “Fine, kick me out if I’m in

“Don’t provoke me.”

be

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

You sure you don’t want to tend to your own life?