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

she instantly

response was terse, his passion

bit her lip. This was

celebration banquet was a

after employee called, each eager to

fearing too many guests would lead to

gave

the worrier, wanted the twins’ celebration to be grand and had spent days overseeing the

care fell

bedroom with two bottles of formula to feed the

but the sunlight was warm. Chloe placed

gentle rays.

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

in the celebration. What are your thoughts?” Yasmine

he

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

for him, and he really

a comfortable position, hugging

hand, gazed out the window

think of

heard about Presley’s frequent visits to

He could only look on from a

to be chased away

Chloe’s mind, but on this

on

you at least make

invitation?” Chloe replied

accept such courtesy. In his eyes, attending his

celebration banquet is his right, and an invitation

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

you.”

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

have to do

his own

“That’s between them, then.”

Yasmine fell silent.

her Little Sun

support it.

in her chair, her

celebration banquet is over, are you planning to

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

your place?”

not long

Yasmine glared at her.

property, and if that’s not

deepened. “Fine, kick me out if I’m

“Don’t provoke me.”

be close to my

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

want to tend to your own life?

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