The Enticing CEO’s Chosen Bride

Chapter 1876

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

the sudden change in his expression, she instantly regretted her

response was terse, his passion

This was going to be

—

banquet was a hive

each eager to

fearing too many guests would lead to chaos, but

gave

celebration to be grand and had spent days overseeing

fell mostly

…

three in the afternoon, Yasmine entered Chloe’s bedroom with two bottles of formula to feed the

cooled, but the sunlight was warm. Chloe placed the babies by the window, basking them in

gentle rays.

of caring for the twins, no longer the icy figure she once

get involved in the celebration. What are your

he insists on coming, I can’t

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

and he really doesn’t have much

comfortable position, hugging his bottle

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

can’t think of anything

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

them. He could only look on from a distance, getting close now

only to be chased away by

great-grandfather’s reputation was terrible in Chloe’s mind, but on

on

least make

Chloe replied

accept such courtesy. In his eyes,

right, and an invitation would

don’t insult him. On the day, Alyssa will probably know how to ‘insult’ him

you.”

up such a redundant topic, so that was

have to do with her, the

own accord, so

“That’s between them, then.”

Yasmine fell silent.

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

support it.

chair, her

is over, are

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

your place?”

not long

Yasmine glared at her.

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

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

“Don’t provoke me.”

to be close to

a gentle smile, “You’ve been

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

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