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.”

grip tightened at her

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

was terse,

bit her lip. This was going to be

banquet was a hive of

eager to attend

hesitant, fearing too many guests would lead to chaos, but once

she gave her

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

care fell mostly

with two bottles of formula to feed the

the sunlight was warm. Chloe placed the

gentle rays.

caring for the twins, no longer the icy figure she

involved in the celebration. What are your thoughts?”

he insists on coming,

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

and he really doesn’t have much to

found a comfortable

supporting with one hand, gazed out the

think

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

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

only to be

great-grandfather’s reputation was terrible in Chloe’s mind, but on this issue,

on his

make a gesture?” Yasmine

invitation?” Chloe

personality, he wouldn’t accept such

right, and an invitation

don’t insult him. On the day, Alyssa

you.”

such a redundant topic,

do with her,

invite, yet he would come of his own accord, so

“That’s between them, then.”

Yasmine fell silent.

find her Little Sun still too small to hold

support it.

her chair, her gaze returned to the

banquet is over,

smile faded as she faced Chloe, her expression growing displeased.

your place?”

it not long

Yasmine glared at her.

your own property, and if that’s not

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

“Don’t provoke me.”

to be

lips into a gentle smile, “You’ve been

want to tend to

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