The Enticing CEO’s Chosen Bride

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 regretted her plea. “Don’t go too hard

try.” His response was terse,

her lip. This was going

—

banquet was a hive of

after employee called, each eager to attend the twins’

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

she gave her

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

fell mostly

…

entered Chloe’s bedroom with two bottles of

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

gentle rays.

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

get involved in the celebration. What are your thoughts?” Yasmine asked

remained unfazed. “He’s their great-grandfather. If he

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

him, and he really doesn’t have much to

found a comfortable position, hugging his

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

can’t think of anything

she’d heard about Presley’s frequent visits to

He could

only to be

mind, but on this issue,

on

at least make a gesture?” Yasmine

invitation?” Chloe

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

is his right, and an

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

you.”

her mother had brought up such a redundant topic, so that was the

do with

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

“That’s between them, then.”

Yasmine fell silent.

to find her Little Sun still

support it.

her gaze returned

over, are

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

your place?”

not long

Yasmine glared at her.

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

me out if

“Don’t provoke me.”

to be close to my

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

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