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

she instantly

response was terse, his passion

This was going to

banquet was

called, each eager to

guests would lead

she gave her

ever the worrier, wanted the twins’ celebration to be grand and had spent days overseeing

children’s care fell mostly on Yasmine

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

weather had cooled, but the sunlight was warm. Chloe placed the babies by the window, basking

gentle rays.

the months of caring for the twins,

to get involved in the celebration.

unfazed. “He’s their great-grandfather. If he insists on coming, I

a dribble of milk from her grand-daughter’s mouth. “He probably won’t cause any

him, and he really doesn’t have

Sun found a comfortable position, hugging

out the window before turning back with

can’t think

frequent visits to

holding them. He could

only to be chased away by

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

on

make a gesture?” Yasmine

Chloe replied

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

celebration banquet is his right, and an

don’t insult him. On the day,

you.”

had wondered why her mother had brought up such a redundant topic, so that was the reason. But what

have to do with her,

would come of his own accord, so why

“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

support it.

chair, her gaze returned to

banquet is over, are

as she faced Chloe, her expression growing

your place?”

not long

Yasmine glared at her.

if that’s not enough,

deepened. “Fine, kick me out

“Don’t provoke me.”

want to be

lips into a gentle smile, “You’ve been baby-watching for a hundred days.

does life give you? You sure you don’t want to tend to your own life? Using

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