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

the sudden change in his expression, she instantly regretted her plea. “Don’t

try.” His response was

lip. This was going to be

banquet was a hive

employee called, each eager to attend the twins’

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

gave

to be grand and had

the children’s care fell mostly on Yasmine

entered Chloe’s bedroom with two bottles

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

gentle rays.

caring for the twins, no longer the icy figure she

want to get involved in the

their great-grandfather. If he insists on coming, I can’t stop

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

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

Sun found a comfortable position, hugging his bottle

out the window before turning back with a small

can’t think of anything

heard about Presley’s frequent visits to see

from so much as holding them. He could only look on from a distance, getting close

only to be chased

Chloe’s mind,

on his

make

invitation?” Chloe

wouldn’t accept such courtesy. In his

his right, and an

the day, Alyssa will

you.”

brought up such a redundant topic,

have to do with her, the

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

“That’s between them, then.”

Yasmine fell silent.

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

support it.

chair, her gaze returned to the

is over, are you planning

smile faded as she faced Chloe, her expression

your place?”

it not long

Yasmine glared at her.

your own property, and if that’s not enough,

frown deepened. “Fine, kick me out if

“Don’t provoke me.”

want to be close

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

don’t want to tend to your own life? Using your grandkids as a

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