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

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

try.” His response was terse,

lip. This

celebration banquet was a hive

eager

many guests would lead to

she gave

celebration to be grand and

care fell mostly on Yasmine and

with two bottles of

had cooled, but the sunlight was warm. Chloe placed the

gentle rays.

the months of caring for

will probably want to get involved in the celebration. What

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

her grand-daughter’s

he

a comfortable position, hugging

with one hand, gazed out the window before turning back with a small

can’t think of anything

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

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

only to be

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

on his

least make

invitation?” Chloe replied

accept such courtesy. In his eyes, attending his

banquet is his right, and an invitation

him. On the day, Alyssa will probably know how

you.”

a redundant topic, so that was

do with her,

of his own

“That’s between them, then.”

Yasmine fell silent.

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

support it.

her gaze returned to

banquet is over, are you planning

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

your place?”

it not

Yasmine glared at her.

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

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

“Don’t provoke me.”

to be close

smile, “You’ve been

to tend

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