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

his expression, she instantly

His response was terse, his

bit her lip. This

—

celebration banquet was

called, each eager to attend

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

gave her

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

care fell

…

in the afternoon, Yasmine entered Chloe’s bedroom with two bottles

the sunlight was warm. Chloe placed the babies

gentle rays.

of caring for

get involved in the celebration. What are your

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

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

through for him, and he really doesn’t have much

comfortable position, hugging his bottle

the window before turning back

think

Presley’s frequent visits to

as holding them. He could only

be chased away by

terrible in Chloe’s mind, but on

on

least make

invitation?” Chloe

personality, he wouldn’t accept such

is his right, and

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

you.”

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

to do with

would come of his own accord, so why bother with such a

“That’s between them, then.”

Yasmine fell silent.

bottle, only to find her Little Sun still too small to hold it, and

support it.

back in her chair, her

over,

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

your place?”

it not

Yasmine glared at her.

if that’s not enough, I’ll

frown deepened. “Fine, kick me out

“Don’t provoke me.”

be close to my

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

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

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