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. “Don’t go

response was

bit her lip. This was going to

banquet was a

after employee called, each eager to attend the twins’

too many guests would lead to chaos, but once

she gave

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

children’s care fell mostly on Yasmine and

bedroom with two bottles of formula to feed the

was warm. Chloe

gentle rays.

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

in the celebration. What

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

grand-daughter’s mouth. “He probably won’t

he really

comfortable position, hugging his bottle

the window before turning back with

can’t think of

she’d heard about Presley’s frequent visits to see the children. But until her

from so much as holding them. He could only look

be chased away by

great-grandfather’s reputation was terrible in Chloe’s mind, but on this issue, Yasmine

on

make a gesture?”

invitation?” Chloe replied

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

banquet is his right, and an

insult him. On the day, Alyssa will probably know how to ‘insult’ him better

you.”

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

do

would come of his own accord, so why

“That’s between them, then.”

Yasmine fell silent.

tested letting go of the bottle, only to find her Little Sun still too

support it.

chair, her gaze returned to

is over, are you

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

your place?”

not

Yasmine glared at her.

and if that’s not enough,

deepened. “Fine, kick me

“Don’t provoke me.”

to be close

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

to tend to your own

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