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

expression, she instantly regretted

was terse, his passion

lip. This was going to be

banquet was a

employee called, each eager to attend the twins’

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

gave

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

fell mostly on Yasmine and

three in the afternoon, Yasmine entered Chloe’s bedroom with two bottles of formula

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

gentle rays.

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

the

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

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

through for him, and he really doesn’t have

Sun found a comfortable position,

hand, gazed out the window before turning back with a small

think

about Presley’s frequent

much as holding them. He could only look on

only to be chased away

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

on his

at least make a gesture?”

invitation?” Chloe

wouldn’t accept such courtesy. In his eyes, attending his

right, and

smirked, “Right, then don’t insult him. On the day, Alyssa will probably know

you.”

mother had brought up such a redundant topic, so that

to do with her,

yet he would come of his own accord, so

“That’s between them, then.”

Yasmine fell silent.

of the bottle, only to find her Little Sun still too small to hold it,

support it.

in her chair, her

banquet is over,

she faced Chloe, her expression

your place?”

not long

Yasmine glared at her.

your own property, and if that’s

kick me out

“Don’t provoke me.”

want to be close to my

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

to tend to your own life? Using your

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