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.”

grip tightened at her

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

His response was

lip. This was going to be

—

banquet was a hive

each eager

too many guests would lead to chaos,

gave

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

care fell mostly on Yasmine

…

bedroom with two bottles of formula to feed

Chloe placed the babies by the window,

gentle rays.

over the months of caring for the twins, no longer the

get involved in the celebration. What

“He’s their great-grandfather. If he insists on coming, I

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

through for him, and he

Sun found a comfortable position, hugging his

hand, gazed out the window

think of anything

about Presley’s frequent visits to see the children. But

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

be chased away

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

spoken on his

at least make

Chloe replied

wouldn’t accept such courtesy. In his eyes, attending

his right, and

day, Alyssa will

you.”

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

do

own accord, so why bother

“That’s between them, then.”

Yasmine fell silent.

letting go of the bottle, only to find her Little Sun still too small to hold it, and so she continued

support it.

her chair, her gaze

the celebration banquet is over, are you planning

she faced Chloe, her expression growing displeased.

your place?”

not

Yasmine glared at her.

own property, and if that’s not enough, I’ll

kick me out if I’m in the

“Don’t provoke me.”

want to be close to

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

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

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