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

expression, she instantly regretted her plea. “Don’t

try.” His response was terse, his passion

her lip. This was going to

was a

eager to attend the twins’

hesitant, fearing too many guests would lead to

she gave

worrier, wanted the twins’ celebration to be grand and

the children’s care fell

Chloe’s bedroom with two bottles of formula to feed the little

but the sunlight was warm. Chloe placed the babies by

gentle rays.

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

probably want to get involved in the celebration. What

If he insists on coming,

her grand-daughter’s mouth. “He probably

him, and he really doesn’t have much

found a comfortable position,

one hand, gazed out the window

can’t think of

heard about Presley’s frequent visits to see

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

be chased away

in Chloe’s mind, but on

spoken on his

least make a

invitation?” Chloe

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

banquet is his right, and

smirked, “Right, then don’t insult him. On the day, Alyssa will probably know how

you.”

wondered why her mother had brought up such a redundant topic, so

to do with her,

own accord, so why bother with such a

“That’s between them, then.”

Yasmine fell silent.

to find her Little Sun

support it.

in her chair, her gaze

is over, are

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

your place?”

not

Yasmine glared at her.

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

“Fine, kick me out if I’m in

“Don’t provoke me.”

be close to my

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

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

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