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

the sudden change in his expression, she instantly regretted her

His response was terse, his

This was going to be

celebration banquet was a

employee called, each eager to attend the

fearing too many guests would lead to

gave her

wanted the twins’ celebration to be

fell mostly on Yasmine and

bedroom with two bottles of

was warm. Chloe placed the babies by the window, basking

gentle rays.

caring for the

in the celebration.

unfazed. “He’s their great-grandfather. If he insists on coming, I

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

it through for him, and he really

Sun found a comfortable

out the window before turning back with

can’t think

she’d heard about Presley’s frequent visits to

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

only to be

in Chloe’s mind, but on

spoken on his

you at least make a gesture?”

Chloe replied

wouldn’t accept such courtesy. In

celebration banquet is his right, and

On the day, Alyssa will probably know how

you.”

her mother had brought up such a redundant topic, so that was the reason.

to do with her, the

wouldn’t invite, yet he would come of his own accord, so why bother with such

“That’s between them, then.”

Yasmine fell silent.

to find her Little Sun still too small to hold it,

support it.

chair, her gaze

over,

her expression growing displeased. “What, you’re tired

your place?”

not

Yasmine glared at her.

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

me out if I’m in

“Don’t provoke me.”

to be close

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

to tend to

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