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

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

response was terse, his

lip. This

banquet was

called, each eager

too many guests would lead to chaos, but once Damon said

she gave

the worrier, wanted the twins’ celebration to

children’s care fell

in the afternoon, Yasmine entered Chloe’s bedroom with two bottles of formula to feed the little

Chloe placed the

gentle rays.

the months of caring for the twins,

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

their great-grandfather. If he insists on coming, I

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

for him, and he really doesn’t have much

found a comfortable position,

gazed out the

can’t think of

frequent visits to see the children.

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

be chased

Chloe’s mind, but on

spoken on his

you at least make

Chloe replied

he wouldn’t accept

celebration banquet is his right, and an invitation would

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

you.”

such a redundant topic,

to do with her, the

yet he would come of his own accord, so why

“That’s between them, then.”

Yasmine fell silent.

letting go of the bottle, only to find her Little Sun still too small to hold

support it.

her gaze returned

banquet is over, are

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

your place?”

it not long

Yasmine glared at her.

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

kick me out

“Don’t provoke me.”

want to be close

gentle smile, “You’ve been baby-watching

don’t want to tend to

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