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

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

His response was terse, his

bit her lip. This was going

banquet was a

each eager

initially hesitant, fearing too many guests would lead to

gave her

wanted the twins’ celebration to be grand

care fell mostly on

entered Chloe’s bedroom with two bottles of formula

the sunlight was warm. Chloe placed the babies by the window, basking them in

gentle rays.

caring for the twins,

to get involved in the celebration. What

their great-grandfather. If he insists on coming,

a dribble of milk from her grand-daughter’s

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

comfortable position, hugging his bottle

out the window before turning back

think

frequent visits to see the children. But

from so much as holding them. He could only look on from

only to be

terrible in Chloe’s mind,

spoken on his

you at least make a

invitation?” Chloe

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

his right, and

On the day,

you.”

had brought up such a redundant topic, so that was the

do with

he would come of his own accord, so why bother

“That’s between them, then.”

Yasmine fell silent.

her Little Sun still too small

support it.

in her chair, her gaze returned to

over, are you planning to

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

your place?”

it not

Yasmine glared at her.

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

kick me out if I’m in

“Don’t provoke me.”

want to be

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

You sure you don’t want to tend to your own

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