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

the sudden change in his expression, she instantly

was terse, his passion

her lip. This

—

celebration banquet was a

employee called, each eager

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

gave her

celebration to be grand and had spent days overseeing the

the children’s care fell mostly on Yasmine and

…

afternoon, Yasmine entered Chloe’s bedroom with two bottles of

warm. Chloe placed the babies by the window, basking them in

gentle rays.

over the months of caring for the twins, no

involved in the celebration. What

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

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

through for him, and he

found a comfortable position, hugging his bottle

with one hand, gazed out the window before turning back

think of

heard about Presley’s frequent visits

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

to be chased

reputation was terrible in Chloe’s mind, but on

on his

least make a gesture?”

Chloe

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

his right, and an invitation would be an

him. On the day, Alyssa will probably know

you.”

brought up such a redundant topic, so that was the reason. But what

have to do with her, the

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

“That’s between them, then.”

Yasmine fell silent.

only to find her Little Sun still too

support it.

in her chair, her gaze returned to

the celebration banquet is over, are you planning to

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

your place?”

not long

Yasmine glared at her.

your own property, and if that’s not

frown deepened. “Fine, kick me out if

“Don’t provoke me.”

to be close

“You’ve been baby-watching for a hundred

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