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 her

instantly regretted her plea.

was terse,

her lip. This was going

celebration banquet was a

called, each eager to attend the twins’

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

she gave

the twins’ celebration to be grand and had spent days overseeing

children’s care fell mostly on Yasmine and

bedroom with two bottles

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

gentle rays.

the months of caring for the twins,

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

“He’s their great-grandfather. If he insists on coming, I can’t stop

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

he

found a comfortable position,

the window before turning back with a

think of anything

Presley’s frequent visits to see the

from so much as holding them. He could only look on from a distance,

be chased away by

in Chloe’s mind, but on

spoken on his

least make

Chloe replied

personality, he wouldn’t accept

his right, and an invitation would

him. On the day, Alyssa will probably know how

you.”

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

have to do with her,

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

“That’s between them, then.”

Yasmine fell silent.

tested letting go of the bottle, only to find her Little Sun still too

support it.

chair, her gaze returned to

the celebration banquet is over,

she faced Chloe, her expression growing

your place?”

not

Yasmine glared at her.

that’s not enough, I’ll get you

kick me out if I’m in the

“Don’t provoke me.”

want to be close to my

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

want to

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