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 at

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

response was terse, his

This was going to

banquet was

eager to attend the twins’

lead to chaos,

gave

to be grand and had spent days overseeing the

fell mostly on Yasmine and

bedroom with two bottles of formula to

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

gentle rays.

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

want to get involved in the celebration. What are

unfazed. “He’s their great-grandfather. If he insists on coming, I can’t

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

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

comfortable position,

out the window

can’t think

heard about Presley’s frequent visits to

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

to be

terrible in Chloe’s mind, but

spoken on

least make a gesture?” Yasmine

Chloe replied

personality, he wouldn’t accept such courtesy.

and an invitation would be

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

you.”

up such a redundant topic, so

do

his own accord, so

“That’s between them, then.”

Yasmine fell silent.

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

support it.

her chair, her gaze returned

banquet is over, are you planning

she faced Chloe, her expression growing displeased. “What, you’re

your place?”

not

Yasmine glared at her.

have your own property, and if that’s not enough, I’ll get you

me out if I’m in

“Don’t provoke me.”

be close to my

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

you don’t want to tend

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