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 at

in his expression, she instantly

His response was terse, his

lip. This

was a hive

employee called, each eager to attend the twins’

would lead to chaos, but once

she gave her

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

children’s care fell mostly on Yasmine

three in the afternoon, Yasmine entered Chloe’s bedroom with two bottles of formula to feed

Chloe placed the babies by

gentle rays.

months of caring for the

in the celebration. What are

their great-grandfather. If he insists on coming, I

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

he really doesn’t have much to

found a comfortable position, hugging his bottle

out the window

can’t think

frequent visits to see the children.

He could only look on from a distance, getting close now

to be chased away

mind, but on this issue, Yasmine seemed

spoken on

at least make a gesture?”

Chloe replied

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

right, and an invitation would

then don’t insult him. On the day, Alyssa will

you.”

up such a redundant topic, so

have to do with

his own accord, so why

“That’s between them, then.”

Yasmine fell silent.

only to find her Little

support it.

back in her chair, her gaze returned

the celebration banquet is over, are you

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

your place?”

it not

Yasmine glared at her.

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

me out

“Don’t provoke me.”

be close to my

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

want to tend to your own life? Using your

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