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

she instantly regretted her plea. “Don’t go too hard

was

This was going to

banquet was a

called, each eager to attend the

guests would lead to chaos, but once

she gave her

to

fell mostly on Yasmine

afternoon, Yasmine entered Chloe’s bedroom with two bottles of formula

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

gentle rays.

demeanor had softened over the months of caring for

want to get involved in the

unfazed. “He’s their great-grandfather. If he insists on

dribble of milk from her grand-daughter’s mouth.

it through for him, and he really doesn’t have

Sun found a comfortable

one hand, gazed out the window before turning back

think

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

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

to be chased away

reputation was terrible in Chloe’s mind, but on this issue, Yasmine

on his

make a gesture?” Yasmine

Chloe replied

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

and an

“Right, then don’t insult him. On the day, Alyssa will probably know how

you.”

her mother had brought up such a

have to do with her,

own accord, so

“That’s between them, then.”

Yasmine fell silent.

the bottle, only to find her Little Sun still too small

support it.

her chair, her gaze returned to

is over, are you planning to

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

your place?”

it not

Yasmine glared at her.

and if that’s not enough, I’ll get you another

deepened. “Fine, kick me out if

“Don’t provoke me.”

want to be

into a gentle smile, “You’ve been

want to tend to your own

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