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

she instantly

try.” His response was terse, his

This was going

banquet was a

employee called, each eager to attend the

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

gave her

worrier, wanted the twins’ celebration to be grand and had spent days overseeing

fell mostly

afternoon, Yasmine entered Chloe’s bedroom with two bottles of formula to feed the little

but the sunlight was warm. Chloe placed the babies by the

gentle rays.

caring for the twins, no

to get involved in the celebration. What

he insists on coming, I can’t

her grand-daughter’s mouth. “He probably won’t cause any trouble.

him, and he really doesn’t have much

a comfortable position, hugging his bottle

hand, gazed out the window before turning back with

can’t think of anything

about Presley’s frequent visits to see the children. But

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

only to be chased away

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

on

at least make

Chloe replied

wouldn’t accept

banquet is his right, and an invitation would

don’t insult him. On the day,

you.”

a redundant topic, so

do with

his own accord, so why bother with such a

“That’s between them, then.”

Yasmine fell silent.

her Little

support it.

her chair, her gaze returned to the

over, are

Chloe, her expression growing

your place?”

not long

Yasmine glared at her.

property, and if that’s not

frown deepened. “Fine, kick me

“Don’t provoke me.”

to be close to my

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

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

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