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 her

she instantly regretted her plea. “Don’t go

was terse, his passion

lip. This

was a hive of

after employee called, each eager to attend the twins’

lead to chaos,

she gave her

celebration to

children’s care fell mostly

Yasmine entered Chloe’s bedroom with two bottles of formula to feed

weather had cooled, but the sunlight was warm. Chloe placed the babies by the

gentle rays.

the months of caring for the twins, no longer the

the celebration. What are your thoughts?”

If he insists

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

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

found a comfortable

one hand, gazed out the window before turning

think

she’d heard about Presley’s frequent visits to see the children. But until her

them. He could only look on from a

to be chased away by

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

on

at least make a

Chloe

accept such

right, and an

him. On the day, Alyssa

you.”

wondered why her mother had brought up such a redundant topic, so

do with

yet he would come of his own accord,

“That’s between them, then.”

Yasmine fell silent.

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

support it.

in her chair, her gaze returned to the

over, are you

her expression growing displeased. “What,

your place?”

it not long

Yasmine glared at her.

if that’s not enough, I’ll get you another

me out if

“Don’t provoke me.”

to be close

into a gentle smile, “You’ve been baby-watching for a hundred days. How many sets

to tend to your

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