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 her

sudden change in his expression, she instantly regretted her

His response was

bit her lip. This was going to

banquet was

after employee called, each eager

too many guests would lead

gave her

twins’ celebration to be

care fell mostly on Yasmine

Chloe’s bedroom with two bottles of

but the sunlight was warm. Chloe

gentle rays.

months of caring for the twins, no longer the icy

in the celebration. What are your thoughts?” Yasmine

great-grandfather. If he insists on coming, I can’t stop

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

him, and he really

Sun found a comfortable position, hugging his bottle

hand, gazed out the window before turning

think of

heard about Presley’s frequent visits to see the

so much as holding them. He could only look on

be chased

reputation was terrible in Chloe’s mind, but on this issue, Yasmine seemed to

spoken on his

least make a gesture?” Yasmine

Chloe replied

personality, he wouldn’t accept

celebration banquet is his right, and an invitation

him. On the day, Alyssa will probably know

you.”

had wondered why her mother had brought up such a redundant topic,

do with her,

own accord, so why bother with such

“That’s between them, then.”

Yasmine fell silent.

to find her Little Sun still too small to hold it, and so

support it.

her chair, her

over, are you planning

expression growing displeased. “What, you’re

your place?”

not long

Yasmine glared at her.

your own property, and if that’s not

frown deepened. “Fine, kick me out if I’m in the

“Don’t provoke me.”

to be close

“You’ve been baby-watching for

life give you? You sure you don’t want to tend to your

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