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

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

His response was terse, his passion

bit her lip. This was going to

was

eager to attend the twins’

would lead to chaos, but once Damon

gave her

wanted the twins’ celebration to be grand and had spent days

care fell mostly on

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

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

gentle rays.

over the months of caring for the twins, no

involved in the celebration.

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

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

for him, and he really doesn’t

a comfortable position, hugging his bottle

with one hand, gazed out the window

think of anything

Presley’s frequent visits to see the children. But

them. He could only look on from

be chased away by

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

on

make a

invitation?” Chloe replied

accept such courtesy. In his eyes,

and an invitation

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

you.”

had brought up such a redundant topic,

do with her, the

his own accord,

“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

support it.

in her chair, her

over,

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

your place?”

not

Yasmine glared at her.

that’s not enough, I’ll get you another

“Fine, kick me

“Don’t provoke me.”

to be close to my

a gentle smile, “You’ve been

don’t want to tend to your own life? Using your

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