The Enticing CEO’s Chosen Bride

Chapter 1876

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

in his expression, she instantly regretted her plea.

was terse, his

her lip. This was going to

—

celebration banquet was a

each eager

was initially hesitant, fearing too many guests would lead

gave her

worrier, wanted the twins’ celebration to

care fell

…

with two bottles

was warm. Chloe

gentle rays.

over the months of caring for the twins, no longer the

involved in the celebration.

he insists on coming, I can’t stop

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

and he

comfortable position, hugging his bottle

gazed out the window before turning back with a small

think of

about Presley’s frequent visits to see the

holding them. He could only look on

only to be chased away

was terrible in Chloe’s mind,

spoken on his

make

Chloe

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

banquet is his right, and an invitation would be

him. On the day, Alyssa will probably

you.”

such a redundant

do with her,

of his own accord, so why bother with such a

“That’s between them, then.”

Yasmine fell silent.

Little Sun still too small to hold it, and so

support it.

in her chair, her

is over, are you planning to

her expression growing displeased. “What, you’re tired

your place?”

not

Yasmine glared at her.

your own property, and if that’s not enough, I’ll get you

me out if I’m in the

“Don’t provoke me.”

be close to my

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

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

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