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

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

try.” His response was

bit her lip. This was

was a

each eager to attend the twins’

would lead

she gave her

the worrier, wanted the twins’ celebration to

children’s care fell mostly on Yasmine

entered Chloe’s bedroom with two bottles of formula to

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

gentle rays.

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

probably want to get involved in the celebration. What are

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

a dribble of milk from her grand-daughter’s

it through for him, and he really doesn’t

comfortable position, hugging his bottle

the window before turning back with a

can’t think of

Presley’s frequent

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

only to be chased away by

in Chloe’s mind, but on this issue,

spoken on his

you at least make a

Chloe

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

banquet is his right, and an invitation would be

day, Alyssa

you.”

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

have to do with her, the

come of his own accord, so why bother with such a

“That’s between them, then.”

Yasmine fell silent.

her Little

support it.

back in her chair, her gaze returned to

the celebration banquet is over,

faced Chloe, her expression growing displeased.

your place?”

it not

Yasmine glared at her.

property, and if that’s not enough,

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

“Don’t provoke me.”

be

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

want to tend to your own life? Using

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