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 at her

his expression, she instantly regretted

was terse, his

lip. This was going to be

was a

each eager

fearing too many guests would lead to chaos, but once

she gave

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

fell

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

was warm. Chloe placed the babies by the

gentle rays.

caring for the twins, no longer the

involved in the celebration. What are your thoughts?”

remained unfazed. “He’s their great-grandfather. If he insists on coming, I can’t stop

milk from her grand-daughter’s

he really doesn’t have

a comfortable

with one hand, gazed out the window before turning back with

can’t think of anything

heard about Presley’s frequent

so much as holding them. He could only look

be chased away by

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

on

least make a gesture?”

Chloe

personality, he wouldn’t accept such

his right, and an invitation would be

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

you.”

up such a redundant topic, so that was

do with her, the

of his own accord,

“That’s between them, then.”

Yasmine fell silent.

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

support it.

in her chair, her gaze returned to the

over, are

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

me out if I’m

“Don’t provoke me.”

to be close

smile, “You’ve been

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

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