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

instantly regretted her

His response was terse,

lip. This

celebration banquet was a hive

eager to attend

hesitant, fearing too many guests would lead to chaos, but once Damon said he’d handle

gave

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

children’s care fell mostly on Yasmine and

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

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

gentle rays.

caring for the twins, no longer the

probably want to get involved in the celebration. What

great-grandfather. If he insists on

her grand-daughter’s mouth. “He probably won’t cause

and he really doesn’t have much to

found a comfortable position,

one hand, gazed out the window

can’t think

stay, she’d heard about Presley’s frequent

He could only look

be chased away

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

on

least make a gesture?”

Chloe

“With his personality, he wouldn’t accept

celebration banquet is his right, and an invitation would be an

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

you.”

had brought up such a redundant topic, so that was the

do with

invite, yet he would come of his own accord,

“That’s between them, then.”

Yasmine fell silent.

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

support it.

her chair, her gaze

is over, are you

as she faced Chloe, her expression

your place?”

not

Yasmine glared at her.

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

“Fine, kick me out if I’m in the

“Don’t provoke me.”

want to be close to my

been baby-watching

sure you don’t want to tend to your

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