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

in his expression, she instantly regretted her

response was terse,

lip. This was going to

banquet was a hive

each eager to attend

lead to chaos, but once

she gave

the twins’ celebration to be grand and had spent

fell

afternoon, Yasmine entered Chloe’s bedroom with two bottles of formula to feed the

sunlight was warm. Chloe placed

gentle rays.

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

the

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

wiped a dribble of milk from her grand-daughter’s

for him, and he really doesn’t have much

Sun found a comfortable position, hugging his bottle

out the window before turning back with a small

can’t think

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

had barred him from so much as holding them. He could only

be chased away by

in Chloe’s mind, but on this issue, Yasmine

spoken on his

make a gesture?”

invitation?” Chloe replied

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

and an invitation would be an

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

you.”

wondered why her mother had brought up such a redundant

have to do with

of his own accord, so why bother with such a

“That’s between them, then.”

Yasmine fell silent.

tested letting go of the bottle, only to find her Little Sun still too small to hold it, and so

support it.

back in her chair, her gaze returned

celebration banquet is over,

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

your place?”

not long

Yasmine glared at her.

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

me out if I’m in

“Don’t provoke me.”

to be close to

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

don’t want to tend to your

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