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

expression, she instantly regretted her plea. “Don’t go too hard

response was terse, his

lip. This was going

celebration banquet was a hive of

each eager

many guests would lead to chaos, but once Damon said he’d

she gave her

the twins’ celebration to

children’s care fell mostly

entered Chloe’s bedroom with two bottles of formula to

cooled, but the sunlight was warm. Chloe

gentle rays.

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

get involved in the celebration.

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

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

him, and he

found a comfortable

hand, gazed out the window before turning

can’t think of anything

hospital stay, she’d heard about Presley’s frequent visits to see the children. But until her

them. He could only look

be chased

in Chloe’s mind, but on this issue, Yasmine seemed

on his

make a

Chloe replied

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

and an invitation

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

you.”

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

to do with her,

own accord, so why

“That’s between them, then.”

Yasmine fell silent.

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

support it.

her gaze returned to

banquet is over, are you planning to

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

your place?”

not

Yasmine glared at her.

and if that’s not enough, I’ll get you

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

“Don’t provoke me.”

to be

been baby-watching for a hundred days. How many sets of

to tend to your

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