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

sudden change in his expression, she instantly

try.” His response was terse,

lip. This was going

celebration banquet was a hive

each eager

guests would lead

she gave

worrier, wanted the twins’ celebration to

the children’s care fell mostly on Yasmine

three in the afternoon, Yasmine entered Chloe’s bedroom with two bottles of formula to feed the

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

gentle rays.

for the twins, no longer the icy figure she

will probably want to get involved in the celebration.

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

a dribble of milk from her grand-daughter’s mouth. “He probably won’t cause any trouble.

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

Sun found a comfortable position, hugging his

out the window before

can’t think

about Presley’s frequent visits to see the

them. He could only look on from

only to be chased away by

in Chloe’s mind,

on

you at least make a gesture?” Yasmine

Chloe replied

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

his right, and an invitation

the day, Alyssa will probably know how

you.”

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

do with her,

wouldn’t invite, yet he would come of his own accord,

“That’s between them, then.”

Yasmine fell silent.

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

support it.

back in her chair, her

over, are

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

your place?”

not

Yasmine glared at her.

if that’s not

“Fine, kick me out

“Don’t provoke me.”

be close to

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

You sure you don’t want to tend to

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