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

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

His response was terse, his passion

bit her lip. This was

banquet was a

each eager to attend

many guests would lead to chaos, but

she gave

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

care fell mostly on

afternoon, Yasmine entered Chloe’s bedroom with two bottles

weather had cooled, but the sunlight was warm. Chloe placed the babies

gentle rays.

the months of caring for the

in the celebration.

great-grandfather. If he

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

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

a comfortable position, hugging his bottle

one hand, gazed out the window before turning back with

can’t think

heard about Presley’s frequent visits to see the children. But until

from so much as holding them. He could only look on

to be chased away by

terrible in Chloe’s mind, but on this issue,

on

make a gesture?” Yasmine

Chloe

his personality, he wouldn’t accept such courtesy.

is his right, and an invitation would

him. On the day, Alyssa will probably know how to ‘insult’ him

you.”

had wondered why her mother had brought up such a redundant topic, so that was the reason. But what

do with her, the

he would come of his own

“That’s between them, then.”

Yasmine fell silent.

of the bottle, only to find her Little Sun

support it.

in her chair, her

banquet is over, are you planning to

her expression growing displeased. “What, you’re

your place?”

not long

Yasmine glared at her.

that’s not

“Fine, kick me

“Don’t provoke me.”

to be close to

lips into a gentle smile, “You’ve been baby-watching for

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

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