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 her

instantly

was terse,

lip. This was going

was

each eager to

many guests would lead to chaos, but once Damon said he’d handle

she gave her

wanted the twins’ celebration to be grand

fell mostly on Yasmine

afternoon, Yasmine entered Chloe’s bedroom with two bottles

cooled, but the sunlight was warm. Chloe placed the

gentle rays.

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

probably want to get involved in the celebration. What are your

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

her grand-daughter’s mouth. “He

him, and he really doesn’t have much to

found a comfortable

with one hand, gazed out the window before turning back

can’t think

frequent visits to see the children. But until her

them. He could only look on

be

mind,

spoken on

make a

Chloe replied

his personality, he wouldn’t accept such courtesy.

right, and an invitation would be an

insult him. On the day, Alyssa

you.”

had brought up such a redundant topic, so that was the reason. But what

to do with her, the

he would come of his own accord, so

“That’s between them, then.”

Yasmine fell silent.

find her Little Sun still too small to hold it, and so

support it.

in her chair, her gaze

the celebration banquet is over, are

she faced Chloe, her expression growing

your place?”

not long

Yasmine glared at her.

your own property, and if that’s

frown deepened. “Fine, kick me out

“Don’t provoke me.”

to be close

curled her lips into a gentle smile, “You’ve been baby-watching for a hundred days.

you? You sure you don’t want to tend to your own life? Using your grandkids

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