The Enticing CEO’s Chosen Bride

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

his expression, she instantly regretted

was terse, his passion

her lip. This was

—

banquet was a hive

called, each eager to attend the twins’

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

gave

celebration to be grand and

care fell mostly on

…

afternoon, Yasmine entered Chloe’s bedroom with two bottles of formula to feed the

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

gentle rays.

the months of caring for the twins, no longer

involved in the celebration. What are your thoughts?”

great-grandfather. If he insists on coming, I

dribble of milk from her grand-daughter’s mouth. “He

for him, and he really

comfortable position, hugging his

hand, gazed out the window before turning

think

about Presley’s frequent visits to see the

had barred him from so much as holding them. He could only look on from a distance, getting close

only to be chased away by

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

on his

at least make a gesture?”

Chloe replied

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

banquet is his right, and

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

you.”

mother had brought up such a redundant

to do with her, the

his own accord, so why bother with such a thankless

“That’s between them, then.”

Yasmine fell silent.

tested letting go of the bottle, only to find her Little Sun still too small to hold it, and so she continued

support it.

in her chair, her

celebration banquet is over,

she faced Chloe, her expression growing displeased. “What, you’re tired of me staying

your place?”

it not long

Yasmine glared at her.

property, and if that’s not enough, I’ll

kick me out if

“Don’t provoke me.”

be close

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

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