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

she instantly regretted her plea. “Don’t go too

response was

her lip. This was going

celebration banquet was a hive

each eager to attend the

would lead to chaos, but once Damon

she gave

worrier, wanted the twins’ celebration to be grand and had spent

children’s care fell mostly on Yasmine

bedroom with two bottles

was warm. Chloe placed the

gentle rays.

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

involved in the celebration.

their great-grandfather. If he insists

dribble of milk from her grand-daughter’s

it through for him, and he really doesn’t have much

Sun found a comfortable position, hugging his bottle

hand, gazed out the

think

her hospital stay, she’d heard about Presley’s frequent visits to see the children. But until

much as holding them. He could only

only to be chased away by

great-grandfather’s reputation was terrible in Chloe’s mind, but on this issue,

on his

you at least make a gesture?” Yasmine

invitation?” Chloe

accept such courtesy.

celebration banquet is his right, and an

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

you.”

brought up such a redundant topic,

to do with her, the

of his own accord, so why bother with

“That’s between them, then.”

Yasmine fell silent.

find her Little Sun still

support it.

her gaze returned

the celebration banquet is over,

she faced Chloe, her expression growing

your place?”

not

Yasmine glared at her.

that’s not

kick me out

“Don’t provoke me.”

to be

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

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

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