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

she instantly

His response was terse,

bit her lip. This was

was a hive of

employee called, each eager to attend the

guests would lead to chaos, but once Damon

she gave

twins’ celebration to be

fell mostly

bedroom with

had cooled, but the sunlight was warm. Chloe

gentle rays.

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

involved in the celebration. What

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

milk from her grand-daughter’s mouth. “He probably

him, and he really doesn’t have much

a comfortable position, hugging

the window before turning back

think of

hospital stay, she’d heard about Presley’s frequent visits to see the

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

to be chased away by

reputation was terrible in Chloe’s mind, but on this issue, Yasmine

on his

you at least make

invitation?” Chloe replied

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

banquet is his right, and

the day,

you.”

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

to do with her,

wouldn’t invite, yet he would come of his own accord, so why

“That’s between them, then.”

Yasmine fell silent.

to find her Little Sun

support it.

her gaze returned to

the celebration banquet is over, are you planning

smile faded as she faced Chloe, her expression growing displeased. “What,

your place?”

not

Yasmine glared at her.

if that’s not enough, I’ll get you

frown deepened. “Fine, kick me out

“Don’t provoke me.”

be

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

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

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