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

in his expression, she instantly regretted her

His response was

her lip. This was going to

—

celebration banquet was a

called, each eager

guests would lead to chaos, but once Damon

gave her

wanted the twins’ celebration to

fell mostly on Yasmine

…

bedroom with two bottles of formula to

but the sunlight was warm. Chloe placed the

gentle rays.

of caring for the

want to get involved in the celebration. What are your

he insists on coming, I

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

it through for him, and he really

a comfortable position,

out the window before turning back with

think

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

him from so much as holding them. He could only look

to be chased away by

was terrible in Chloe’s mind,

on his

at least make a gesture?” Yasmine

invitation?” Chloe

“With his personality, he wouldn’t accept such

his right, and an invitation

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

you.”

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

to do with her, the

yet he would come of his own accord,

“That’s between them, then.”

Yasmine fell silent.

to find her Little Sun still too small

support it.

back in her chair, her

banquet is over, are you planning

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

your place?”

not

Yasmine glared at her.

own property, and if that’s

kick me out if I’m in

“Don’t provoke me.”

to be close

been baby-watching for

don’t want to tend to your own life? Using your grandkids

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