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

sudden change in his expression, she instantly regretted her plea. “Don’t

try.” His response was terse,

her lip. This was going

was a

eager to attend

would lead to chaos, but once Damon

gave

celebration to

care fell

afternoon, Yasmine entered Chloe’s bedroom with two bottles of formula

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

gentle rays.

softened over the months of caring for the twins, no longer the icy figure she once

get involved in the celebration.

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

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

and he really doesn’t have much to

Sun found a comfortable

gazed out the window before

can’t think of

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

as holding them. He could only look on from a

to be chased away by

in Chloe’s mind, but on this issue, Yasmine seemed

on

make a gesture?”

Chloe replied

continued, “With his personality, he wouldn’t accept such courtesy. In his

right, and an invitation would be an

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

you.”

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

have to do with her,

would come of his own accord, so why bother with

“That’s between them, then.”

Yasmine fell silent.

Little Sun still too small to hold

support it.

in her chair, her

celebration banquet is over,

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

your place?”

not long

Yasmine glared at her.

own property, and if that’s not enough,

kick me out if I’m in the

“Don’t provoke me.”

to be

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

sure you don’t want to tend to your own life? Using your

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