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.”

grip tightened at her

his expression, she instantly regretted her plea. “Don’t go

response was terse, his passion

This was

—

celebration banquet was a hive of

employee called, each eager to attend the twins’

initially hesitant, fearing too many guests would lead to chaos, but once Damon said he’d handle

she gave

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

care fell mostly on Yasmine and

…

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

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

gentle rays.

of caring for the twins, no

probably want to get involved in the celebration.

If he

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

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

comfortable position, hugging his

hand, gazed out the window before turning back with a

think of

since her hospital stay, she’d heard about Presley’s frequent visits to see the children. But until her

had barred him from so much as holding them. He could only look

be

great-grandfather’s reputation was terrible in Chloe’s mind, but on

spoken on his

make

invitation?” Chloe

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

and an invitation would be an

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

you.”

brought up such a redundant topic, so that was the

to do with

he would come of his own accord, so why bother with such

“That’s between them, then.”

Yasmine fell silent.

bottle, only to find her Little Sun

support it.

chair, her gaze returned to the

celebration banquet is over, are you planning to

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

your place?”

it not long

Yasmine glared at her.

if that’s not enough, I’ll get you

me out if

“Don’t provoke me.”

want to be

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

don’t want to tend to