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

instantly regretted her

try.” His response was terse, his

bit her lip. This was going to be

banquet was a hive

each eager to attend

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

gave her

celebration to

the children’s care fell mostly on Yasmine

Chloe’s bedroom with two bottles

was warm. Chloe placed the

gentle rays.

of caring for the twins, no longer the icy figure

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

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

milk from her grand-daughter’s mouth. “He probably

through for him, and he really doesn’t

comfortable position, hugging

one hand, gazed out the window before turning

think of

Presley’s frequent visits to see the children.

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

to be chased

in Chloe’s mind,

on his

make a

Chloe

wouldn’t accept such

his right, and an invitation

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

you.”

had brought up such a redundant topic, so that

have to do with

would come of his own accord,

“That’s between them, then.”

Yasmine fell silent.

to find her Little Sun

support it.

her

banquet is over, are

her expression

your place?”

it not long

Yasmine glared at her.

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

me out if I’m in the

“Don’t provoke me.”

to be close to my

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

sure you don’t want to tend to

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