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

she instantly

response was

This was

banquet was a hive of

employee called, each eager to attend the

too many guests would lead to chaos, but once Damon

gave her

wanted the twins’ celebration to

care fell mostly on Yasmine

three in the afternoon, Yasmine entered Chloe’s bedroom with two bottles of formula to feed

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

gentle rays.

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

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

their great-grandfather. If he insists on coming, I can’t

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

for him, and he really doesn’t have

comfortable position, hugging his bottle

the window

think of

hospital stay, she’d heard about Presley’s frequent visits to see the children. But

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

only to be chased away by

Chloe’s mind, but on this issue, Yasmine

on his

make a gesture?” Yasmine

invitation?” Chloe

wouldn’t accept such courtesy. In his eyes, attending

and an invitation would be an

then don’t insult him. On the day,

you.”

had brought up such a

do with her, the

of his own

“That’s between them, then.”

Yasmine fell silent.

find her Little Sun still

support it.

her chair, her

the celebration banquet is over,

expression growing displeased. “What, you’re tired of

your place?”

not long

Yasmine glared at her.

and if that’s not

deepened. “Fine, kick me

“Don’t provoke me.”

want to be close to

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

give you? You sure you don’t want to tend to your

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