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

sudden change in his expression, she instantly regretted her

His response was terse, his

lip. This was going

banquet was a hive of

after employee called, each eager to attend

lead to chaos, but once

she gave her

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

the children’s care fell mostly

the afternoon, Yasmine entered Chloe’s bedroom with

the sunlight was warm. Chloe placed the babies

gentle rays.

months of caring for the twins, no longer the

involved in the celebration. What are

their great-grandfather. If he insists on coming, I can’t

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

he really doesn’t have much

comfortable position,

one hand, gazed out the

think

Presley’s frequent visits

much as holding them. He could only look

to be

reputation was terrible in Chloe’s mind, but on this issue,

on

make a gesture?” Yasmine

Chloe

personality, he wouldn’t accept

right, and an invitation would be an

him. On the day, Alyssa will probably

you.”

up such a redundant topic, so that was the

do

of his own

“That’s between them, then.”

Yasmine fell silent.

find her Little Sun still too small to hold it,

support it.

chair, her gaze returned to

is over, are you planning

her expression growing displeased. “What,

your place?”

not long

Yasmine glared at her.

your own property, and if that’s

deepened. “Fine, kick me out if

“Don’t provoke me.”

to be close to my

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

want to tend to your own life?

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