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.”

tightened at her

in his expression, she instantly regretted

try.” His response was

bit her lip. This was

—

celebration banquet was a hive of

employee called, each eager to attend the

was initially hesitant, fearing too many guests would lead to chaos, but

gave

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

care fell

…

Yasmine entered Chloe’s bedroom with two bottles of formula

the sunlight was warm. Chloe placed the babies by

gentle rays.

months of caring for the twins, no longer the icy figure she

will probably want to get involved in the celebration. What are

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

from her grand-daughter’s

him, and he

Sun found a comfortable position, hugging his

with one hand, gazed out the window before

can’t think of

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

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

be chased away

was terrible in Chloe’s mind, but on this

on

you at least make a gesture?”

invitation?” Chloe replied

“With his personality, he wouldn’t accept such courtesy.

and an invitation would

smirked, “Right, then don’t insult him. On the day, Alyssa

you.”

such a redundant

do with her, the

invite, yet he would come of his own accord, so why bother with such

“That’s between them, then.”

Yasmine fell silent.

of the bottle, only to find her Little Sun still too small to

support it.

her chair, her gaze returned to

over, are you

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

your place?”

it not

Yasmine glared at her.

own property, and if that’s not enough, I’ll get

“Fine, kick me out if I’m in the

“Don’t provoke me.”

to be close to

a gentle smile, “You’ve been

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

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