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 her

change in his expression, she instantly

was terse, his passion

This was

banquet was a hive

called, each eager to attend

initially hesitant, fearing too many guests would lead to chaos, but

she gave

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

children’s care fell

the afternoon, Yasmine entered Chloe’s bedroom with two bottles

the sunlight was warm. Chloe placed the babies by

gentle rays.

months of caring for the

involved in the celebration. What are your thoughts?” Yasmine

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

wiped a dribble of milk from her grand-daughter’s mouth. “He probably

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

found a comfortable

hand, gazed out the

can’t think

frequent visits to see the children. But

from so much as holding them. He could

to be

mind, but

on

least make

Chloe replied

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

his right, and an invitation would be an

On the day, Alyssa will probably know how to ‘insult’ him

you.”

had wondered why her mother had brought up such a redundant topic, so

do with

wouldn’t invite, yet he would come of his own accord, so why bother with such a thankless

“That’s between them, then.”

Yasmine fell silent.

her Little Sun still

support it.

her chair, her gaze

celebration banquet is over, are you planning to

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

your place?”

not long

Yasmine glared at her.

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

kick me out if

“Don’t provoke me.”

to be

been

you? You sure you don’t want to tend to your own life? Using your

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