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.”

tightened at

in his expression, she instantly

response was terse, his passion

her lip. This

was a hive

called, each eager to

too many guests would lead to chaos,

gave her

wanted the twins’ celebration to be grand and had spent

children’s care fell mostly

Chloe’s bedroom with two bottles of formula to

warm. Chloe placed the babies

gentle rays.

demeanor had softened over the months of caring for the twins, no

get involved in the celebration. What are your thoughts?” Yasmine

If he insists on coming, I can’t

dribble of milk from her grand-daughter’s

he really

found a comfortable position, hugging his bottle

with one hand, gazed out the window before turning back

can’t think of anything

Presley’s frequent visits to see the children.

barred him from so much as holding them. He

only to be chased away

mind, but on this issue, Yasmine

on his

at least make

invitation?” Chloe replied

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

right, and an

insult him. On the day, Alyssa will

you.”

mother had brought up such a

to do with

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

“That’s between them, then.”

Yasmine fell silent.

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

support it.

chair, her gaze returned to the

over, are you

her expression growing displeased.

your place?”

not

Yasmine glared at her.

that’s not enough, I’ll get you

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

“Don’t provoke me.”

be close to

“You’ve been baby-watching for a hundred days. How many sets of

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

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