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

instantly regretted her plea. “Don’t go too

try.” His response was

This was

banquet was a hive of

called, each eager

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

gave her

wanted the twins’ celebration to

fell mostly on Yasmine

afternoon, Yasmine entered Chloe’s bedroom with two

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

gentle rays.

for the twins, no longer the icy figure she once

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

remained unfazed. “He’s their great-grandfather. If he

of milk from her grand-daughter’s mouth. “He

and he really

a comfortable position, hugging

gazed out the

think

heard about Presley’s frequent visits to see the children. But

as holding them. He could only look on from a distance, getting close

be

was terrible in Chloe’s mind, but

on his

at least make a

Chloe

his personality, he wouldn’t accept

right, and

smirked, “Right, then don’t insult him. On the day, Alyssa will

you.”

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

to do

own accord,

“That’s between them, then.”

Yasmine fell silent.

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

support it.

chair, her gaze

over,

smile faded as she faced Chloe, her expression growing displeased. “What, you’re tired of me

your place?”

it not

Yasmine glared at her.

and if that’s not enough,

“Fine, kick me out if I’m in

“Don’t provoke me.”

to be close

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

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

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