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

the sudden change in his expression, she instantly regretted her plea.

try.” His response was

bit her lip. This was going to

banquet was

employee called, each eager

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

gave her

twins’ celebration to be grand and had spent

care fell

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

had cooled, but the sunlight was warm. Chloe

gentle rays.

had softened over the months of caring for the twins, no longer the icy figure she once

probably want to get involved in the

If he insists on

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

through for him, and he really

a comfortable position, hugging his

gazed out the window before turning back

can’t think of anything

frequent visits to see the children. But

holding them. He could only look on

only to be chased

Chloe’s mind, but on this issue, Yasmine

on his

make a gesture?”

Chloe replied

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

right, and

the day, Alyssa will

you.”

a redundant topic, so that was the reason. But what

to do

his own accord, so why bother with such

“That’s between them, then.”

Yasmine fell silent.

of the bottle, only to find her Little Sun still too small to hold it, and

support it.

back in her chair, her gaze returned to

over, are you

Chloe, her expression growing displeased. “What,

your place?”

it not long

Yasmine glared at her.

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

me out

“Don’t provoke me.”

be close to my

smile, “You’ve been

to tend to

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