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

expression, she instantly

His response was terse,

This was

was a hive

eager to

hesitant, fearing too many guests would lead to chaos, but once Damon said he’d handle

she gave

the twins’ celebration to

the children’s care fell mostly on

Chloe’s bedroom with two bottles of formula to

but the sunlight was warm. Chloe

gentle rays.

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

probably want to get involved in the celebration. What are your thoughts?” Yasmine

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

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

it through for him, and he really doesn’t

a comfortable position, hugging

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

think

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

from so much as holding them. He could

be chased away by

terrible in Chloe’s mind, but on this issue, Yasmine seemed to

spoken on

make a gesture?”

Chloe replied

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

his right, and an invitation would be

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

you.”

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

to do

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

support it.

her chair, her gaze returned to

the celebration banquet is over, are you

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

your place?”

not long

Yasmine glared at her.

that’s not enough, I’ll get you

frown deepened. “Fine, kick me out if

“Don’t provoke me.”

be close to my

been baby-watching for a hundred

want to tend

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