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 at her

sudden change in his expression, she instantly regretted her

try.” His response was

This was going to be

celebration banquet was a hive of

eager

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

gave

celebration to be grand and had spent

the children’s care fell mostly on Yasmine and

entered Chloe’s bedroom with two bottles of formula to feed the little

but the sunlight was warm. Chloe placed

gentle rays.

the months of caring for the twins, no longer the icy

in the celebration. What are your thoughts?”

If he insists on coming, I

wiped a dribble of milk from her grand-daughter’s mouth.

him, and he really doesn’t have much to

a comfortable position, hugging

with one hand, gazed out the window

can’t think

heard about Presley’s frequent visits

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

to be chased away by

mind, but on this issue,

spoken on his

at least make a

Chloe replied

personality, he wouldn’t accept such

his right, and an

day, Alyssa will probably know

you.”

a redundant topic, so that was the reason. But

do with

come of his own accord, so

“That’s between them, then.”

Yasmine fell silent.

find her Little Sun

support it.

her

is over, are

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

your place?”

not long

Yasmine glared at her.

your own property, and if that’s not

frown deepened. “Fine, kick me out

“Don’t provoke me.”

to be close to

gentle smile, “You’ve been baby-watching for a

want to tend to your own life? Using your grandkids

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