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

in his expression, she instantly regretted her plea.

response was terse,

lip. This was going to be

celebration banquet was a hive of

eager to attend the twins’

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

she gave her

celebration to be grand and

care fell mostly on Yasmine and

entered Chloe’s bedroom with two bottles of

sunlight was warm. Chloe

gentle rays.

caring for the twins, no longer the icy

the celebration. What are your thoughts?”

great-grandfather. If he insists on coming, I

her grand-daughter’s mouth. “He probably won’t

and he really doesn’t have

found a comfortable position, hugging his bottle

gazed out the window before turning

think of

heard about Presley’s frequent visits to see

much as holding them. He could only look on

be chased away by

mind, but on this issue, Yasmine seemed to

on his

least make a

invitation?” Chloe

personality, he wouldn’t accept

celebration banquet is his right, and an invitation would be an

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

you.”

had wondered why her mother had brought up such a redundant

have to do

he would come of his own accord, so why bother with such a thankless

“That’s between them, then.”

Yasmine fell silent.

of the bottle, only to find her Little Sun still

support it.

her gaze returned to the

celebration banquet is over, are you planning

smile faded as she faced Chloe, her expression growing

your place?”

it not long

Yasmine glared at her.

and if that’s not

“Fine, kick me out if I’m in

“Don’t provoke me.”

to be close

curled her lips into a gentle smile, “You’ve been baby-watching

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

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