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

instantly regretted her plea. “Don’t

His response was terse,

This

celebration banquet was a hive of

after employee called, each eager to attend

fearing too many guests would lead

she gave her

twins’ celebration to be grand and had

care fell

Chloe’s bedroom with two bottles of

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

gentle rays.

for the twins, no longer the icy figure

will probably want to get involved in the celebration. What are your thoughts?” Yasmine asked

“He’s their great-grandfather. If he

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

him, and he really

found a comfortable position, hugging his

supporting with one hand, gazed out the window before turning

think of

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

from so much as holding them. He could

be chased away

mind, but

on his

you at least make

Chloe

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

celebration banquet is his right, and an invitation

the day, Alyssa will probably know how to

you.”

had brought up such a redundant topic, so that

do with her,

his own accord, so

“That’s between them, then.”

Yasmine fell silent.

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

support it.

chair, her gaze returned to

is over, are

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

your place?”

it not long

Yasmine glared at her.

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

me out if I’m in the

“Don’t provoke me.”

be close

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

You sure you don’t want to tend to your own life? Using your grandkids as a

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