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

expression, she instantly

was terse,

This was going

was

each eager to

too many guests would lead to chaos, but once Damon said he’d

she gave her

celebration to be grand and

children’s 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

gentle rays.

caring for the twins,

in the celebration. What are your thoughts?”

remained unfazed. “He’s their great-grandfather. If he

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

and he really doesn’t have much

a comfortable

gazed out the window before turning back with a small

can’t think of anything

frequent visits to see the children. But until

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

to be chased

reputation was terrible in Chloe’s mind, but on

on

least make a

Chloe

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

his right, and an invitation would be

day, Alyssa will probably know how to ‘insult’ him better

you.”

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

have to do with her,

wouldn’t invite, yet he would come of his own accord, so why bother with such a

“That’s between them, then.”

Yasmine fell silent.

Little Sun still too small to hold it, and so she

support it.

back in her chair, her gaze returned

celebration banquet is over, are you

as she faced Chloe, her expression growing

your place?”

not

Yasmine glared at her.

have your own property, and if that’s

“Fine, kick me out

“Don’t provoke me.”

be close to my

been baby-watching for a hundred

you don’t want to tend to

The Novel will be updated daily. Come back and continue reading tomorrow, everyone!

Comments ()

0/255