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

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

try.” His response was

lip. This was going to be

banquet was

eager to

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

gave

to be grand

the children’s care fell mostly on

Yasmine entered Chloe’s bedroom with two bottles of

sunlight was warm. Chloe placed the babies

gentle rays.

caring for the twins,

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

he insists on coming,

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

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

comfortable position,

one hand, gazed out the window before turning back with a small

can’t think of

her hospital stay, she’d heard about Presley’s frequent visits to see the children. But until her

as holding them. He could only look on from

be chased

great-grandfather’s reputation was terrible in Chloe’s mind, but on this issue, Yasmine seemed

on his

you at least make a gesture?” Yasmine

Chloe replied

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

celebration banquet is his right, and an invitation would be

the day,

you.”

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

do with

his own accord, so why bother

“That’s between them, then.”

Yasmine fell silent.

letting go of the bottle, only to find her Little Sun still too small to hold it, and so

support it.

in her chair, her gaze

is over, are you planning

expression

your place?”

it not long

Yasmine glared at her.

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

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

“Don’t provoke me.”

be close to my

been baby-watching

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

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