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

expression, she instantly regretted her plea. “Don’t go

His response was

her lip. This was going

was a hive of

called, each eager to

fearing too many guests would lead to

gave

to be grand

the children’s care fell

bedroom with two bottles of formula to feed

Chloe placed the babies by the window, basking them

gentle rays.

softened over the months of caring for

will probably want to get involved in the celebration. What are your thoughts?” Yasmine

If he insists on coming, I can’t

a dribble of milk from her grand-daughter’s mouth. “He probably

he really doesn’t have

Sun found a comfortable position, hugging his

supporting with one hand, gazed out the

think

frequent visits to see the children. But

from so much as holding them. He

be

in Chloe’s mind, but

spoken on

at least make

invitation?” Chloe replied

wouldn’t accept such courtesy. In his eyes, attending

celebration banquet is his right, and an invitation would

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

you.”

such a redundant topic, so

do

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

“That’s between them, then.”

Yasmine fell silent.

the bottle, only to find her Little Sun still too small to hold

support it.

chair, her gaze

is over,

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

your place?”

not long

Yasmine glared at her.

and if that’s not enough, I’ll

me out if

“Don’t provoke me.”

want to be close to

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

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

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