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 her

change in his expression, she instantly regretted her

was terse,

bit her lip. This was going

celebration banquet was a hive of

each eager

lead to chaos, but

gave

twins’ celebration to be grand

the children’s care fell mostly on Yasmine and

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

was warm. Chloe placed the babies

gentle rays.

of caring for the twins, no longer the icy figure

the celebration. What are your thoughts?” Yasmine asked

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

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

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

a comfortable position, hugging his

one hand, gazed out the

can’t think of

frequent visits to see the children. But until

had barred him from so much as holding them. He could only look on from a distance, getting close

to be chased away

was terrible in Chloe’s mind, but

spoken on his

make

invitation?” Chloe replied

personality, he wouldn’t accept such

and an invitation would be

then don’t insult him. On the day, Alyssa will probably know how

you.”

had wondered why her mother had brought up such a redundant topic, so that

to do

he would come of his own accord,

“That’s between them, then.”

Yasmine fell silent.

go of the bottle, only to find her Little Sun still too small to hold it, and so

support it.

back in her chair, her

is over, are

her expression growing displeased. “What, you’re

your place?”

not long

Yasmine glared at her.

own property, and if that’s

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

“Don’t provoke me.”

be

her lips into a gentle smile, “You’ve been baby-watching

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

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