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

sudden change in his expression, she instantly

was terse, his

This was going to be

celebration banquet was a

each eager to

too many guests would lead

she gave her

to be grand and had spent days overseeing

care fell

Yasmine entered Chloe’s bedroom with two bottles

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

gentle rays.

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

involved in the celebration.

“He’s their great-grandfather. If he insists on coming, I can’t stop

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

and he really

found a comfortable

out the window

think of anything

stay, she’d heard about Presley’s frequent visits

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

to be chased away

great-grandfather’s reputation was terrible in Chloe’s mind, but on this

spoken on

at least make a

Chloe replied

his personality, he wouldn’t accept such courtesy.

right, and an invitation would

him. On the day, Alyssa will probably know how

you.”

up such a redundant topic, so that

do

of his own

“That’s between them, then.”

Yasmine fell silent.

Little Sun still too small to hold it, and so

support it.

her chair, her gaze returned

is over, are

her expression growing

your place?”

it not long

Yasmine glared at her.

own property, and if that’s not enough,

frown deepened. “Fine, kick me out if

“Don’t provoke me.”

be close to my

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

don’t want to tend to your

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