The Enticing CEO’s Chosen Bride

Chapter 1876

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

change in his expression, she instantly

was terse, his

bit her lip. This was going

—

celebration banquet was a hive

after employee called, each eager to

would lead to chaos, but once Damon said he’d handle

she gave

to be grand and had

children’s care fell mostly on Yasmine and

…

in the afternoon, Yasmine entered Chloe’s bedroom with two bottles of

but the sunlight was warm. Chloe placed the

gentle rays.

for the

the celebration. What are

their great-grandfather. If he

dribble of milk from her grand-daughter’s mouth.

through for him, and he really doesn’t have much to

Sun found a comfortable

one hand, gazed out the window before

can’t think of

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

so much as holding them. He could only look on from a

to be chased away

mind, but

on

make a

Chloe replied

“With his personality, he wouldn’t accept

celebration banquet is his right, and an

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

you.”

such a redundant topic, so that was

do with

invite, yet he would come of his own accord, so

“That’s between them, then.”

Yasmine fell silent.

her Little Sun still too small to

support it.

chair, her gaze returned to the

is over, are

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

your place?”

it not long

Yasmine glared at her.

that’s not enough,

“Fine, kick me out if I’m in the

“Don’t provoke me.”

want to be close

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

want to tend to your own life? Using your grandkids as a

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