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

expression, she instantly regretted her plea. “Don’t go too hard

try.” His response was terse, his passion

lip. This

was a hive of

called, each eager to attend

fearing too many guests would lead to chaos, but

she gave

twins’ celebration to be grand and

care fell mostly on

Yasmine entered Chloe’s bedroom with two bottles of formula to

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

gentle rays.

of caring for the twins, no longer the

want to get involved in the celebration. What are your thoughts?” Yasmine

their great-grandfather. If he insists

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

through for him, and he really doesn’t

Sun found a comfortable position, hugging his bottle

hand, gazed out the

think of anything

her hospital stay, she’d heard about Presley’s frequent

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

be chased

reputation was terrible in Chloe’s mind, but on this

on his

least make a gesture?” Yasmine

invitation?” Chloe replied

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

right, and

then don’t insult him. On the day, Alyssa

you.”

a

to do with her, the

own accord, so why bother with such a thankless

“That’s between them, then.”

Yasmine fell silent.

only to find her Little Sun

support it.

chair, her

is over, are

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

your place?”

not

Yasmine glared at her.

own property, and if that’s

deepened. “Fine, kick me out if I’m in

“Don’t provoke me.”

be

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

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

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