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

she instantly regretted her

was terse, his passion

lip. This was going to

celebration banquet was

after employee called, each eager to attend the twins’

guests would lead to chaos, but

gave

to be grand and had spent days

children’s care fell mostly on Yasmine and

bedroom with

but the sunlight was warm. Chloe placed the babies by the window, basking them in

gentle rays.

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

want to get involved in the celebration. What are your thoughts?” Yasmine asked

remained unfazed. “He’s their great-grandfather. If he insists on coming, I can’t

milk from her grand-daughter’s

through for him, and he really doesn’t have

found a comfortable

supporting with one hand, gazed out the window before turning back with a small

can’t think of anything

frequent visits to see the children.

them. He could only look on from a

only to be chased

mind, but on

spoken on his

at least make a

Chloe replied

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

celebration banquet is his right, and an invitation would be

On the day, Alyssa will probably know how

you.”

brought up such a redundant topic, so

have to do with her, the

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

“That’s between them, then.”

Yasmine fell silent.

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

support it.

her chair, her gaze returned

is over, are you planning to

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

your place?”

not long

Yasmine glared at her.

if that’s not enough, I’ll get you

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

“Don’t provoke me.”

to be close to

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

days does life give you? You sure you don’t want to tend to

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