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.”

grip tightened at her

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

His response was terse, his

lip. This was going to be

—

banquet was

employee called, each eager

too many guests would lead to chaos, but once Damon

she gave her

wanted the twins’ celebration to be grand and had

the children’s care fell mostly on Yasmine and

…

Yasmine entered Chloe’s bedroom with two bottles of

Chloe placed the babies by the window, basking them

gentle rays.

over the months of caring for the twins, no longer

in the celebration. What are your thoughts?” Yasmine asked

great-grandfather. If he insists

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

him, and he really doesn’t

Sun found a comfortable position,

gazed out the window before turning

think

her hospital stay, she’d heard about Presley’s frequent visits to see

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

only to be

terrible in Chloe’s mind, but

on

least make a gesture?”

invitation?” Chloe replied

his personality, he wouldn’t accept such courtesy. In his eyes,

right, and an invitation would be

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

you.”

why her mother had brought up such a redundant topic, so that was

to do with her,

his own accord,

“That’s between them, then.”

Yasmine fell silent.

go of the bottle, only to find her Little Sun still too small to hold it, and so

support it.

in her chair, her gaze returned to

is over, are

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

your place?”

not

Yasmine glared at her.

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

deepened. “Fine, kick me out if

“Don’t provoke me.”

to be close

lips into a gentle smile, “You’ve been baby-watching

you? You sure you don’t want to tend to your own life? Using your grandkids as

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