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 go

was terse,

her lip. This was going

celebration banquet was a hive

employee called, each eager to attend the twins’

would lead to chaos, but

gave her

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

children’s care fell

bedroom with two bottles of formula to feed the little

had cooled, but the sunlight was warm. Chloe placed

gentle rays.

for

the celebration. What are your thoughts?” Yasmine asked

great-grandfather. If he insists on coming,

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

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

found a comfortable position, hugging his bottle

with one hand, gazed out the

can’t think of anything

frequent visits

as holding them. He could only look on from a distance, getting

only to be chased

Chloe’s mind,

spoken on

at least make a gesture?”

invitation?” Chloe replied

wouldn’t accept such courtesy.

his right, and an invitation would be an

day,

you.”

up such a redundant topic, so that was the reason. But what

do with her, the

of his own accord, so why bother with such a thankless

“That’s between them, then.”

Yasmine fell silent.

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

support it.

in her chair, her gaze returned to the

is over, are you planning

smile faded as she faced Chloe, her expression growing

your place?”

it not long

Yasmine glared at her.

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

me out if

“Don’t provoke me.”

to be close to

curled her lips into a gentle smile, “You’ve been

to tend to your

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