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 regretted her

response was terse, his

This was going

was

employee called, each eager to attend the twins’

would lead to chaos, but once Damon said he’d

gave her

the twins’ celebration to

fell mostly on

with two bottles of formula to feed the

the sunlight was warm. Chloe placed the babies by the

gentle rays.

for the twins, no longer the

the celebration. What are your thoughts?”

their great-grandfather. If he

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

he

comfortable position, hugging

with one hand, gazed out the

think of

frequent visits to see

much as holding them. He could only

to be chased away by

reputation was terrible in Chloe’s mind,

spoken on

make a gesture?”

Chloe replied

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

celebration banquet is his right, and an

On the day,

you.”

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

to do with her,

yet he would come of his own accord, so

“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

support it.

her chair, her gaze

the celebration banquet is over, are you planning to

expression

your place?”

not long

Yasmine glared at her.

your own property, and if that’s

frown deepened. “Fine, kick me out

“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

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

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