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

she instantly

response was terse,

bit her lip. This

celebration banquet was a

each eager

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

gave her

the twins’ celebration to be grand and had spent days

children’s care fell mostly

bedroom with two bottles of formula

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

gentle rays.

demeanor had softened over the months of caring for the twins, no longer the icy

probably want to get involved in the celebration. What

he insists on coming, I

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

him, and he really doesn’t have much

comfortable position, hugging his bottle

one hand, gazed out the window before turning

think of

heard about Presley’s frequent visits to see the children. But until her

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

to be chased away

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

on

least make a gesture?” Yasmine

invitation?” Chloe replied

accept

his right, and an invitation

the day, Alyssa will probably

you.”

brought up such a redundant

have to do with

own accord, so why

“That’s between them, then.”

Yasmine fell silent.

her Little Sun still too small to hold it, and

support it.

back in her chair, her gaze returned to the

banquet is over, are you planning

expression growing displeased. “What, you’re tired of me staying

your place?”

it not long

Yasmine glared at her.

if that’s not enough,

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

“Don’t provoke me.”

want to be close to

smile, “You’ve been baby-watching for a hundred

life give you? You sure you don’t want to tend

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