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 her

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

try.” His response was

lip. This was

banquet was a hive

eager to attend

would lead to

gave

wanted the twins’ celebration to be grand and had

children’s care fell mostly on Yasmine and

bedroom with two bottles of

sunlight was warm. Chloe placed

gentle rays.

the months of caring for the twins, no longer the

want to get involved in the celebration.

he insists on

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

for him, and he

a comfortable position, hugging

hand, gazed out the window before turning back with a

think of

she’d heard about Presley’s frequent visits to see the

holding them. He

only to be chased away

in Chloe’s mind,

on

least make

Chloe

personality, he wouldn’t accept such courtesy.

right, and an invitation would be an

On the day, Alyssa will probably

you.”

her mother had brought up such a redundant topic,

to do with her, the

invite, yet he would come of his own

“That’s between them, then.”

Yasmine fell silent.

only to find her Little Sun still too small to hold it, and so she continued

support it.

chair, her

is over, are you planning to

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

your place?”

not long

Yasmine glared at her.

if that’s not enough, I’ll

frown deepened. “Fine, kick me out if I’m in the

“Don’t provoke me.”

want to be close to my

curled her lips into a gentle smile, “You’ve been baby-watching for

you don’t want to tend to your own life?

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