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

she instantly regretted her

was terse, his passion

bit her lip. This was

was a hive

employee called, each eager to attend

hesitant, fearing too many guests would lead to chaos, but once Damon said

she gave

to be grand and

care fell mostly

the afternoon, Yasmine entered Chloe’s bedroom with two bottles

warm. Chloe placed the babies by the window, basking them in

gentle rays.

had softened over the months of caring for the

in the celebration. What are your thoughts?” Yasmine asked

he insists on coming, I can’t stop

milk from her grand-daughter’s mouth.

it through for him, and he

found a comfortable position, hugging

out the window before turning back with a

think

heard about Presley’s frequent visits to

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

only to be chased away

Chloe’s mind, but on

spoken on

least make a

Chloe replied

accept such courtesy.

is his right, and an

him. On the day, Alyssa will probably know how

you.”

had brought up such a redundant topic, so

to do

own accord, so

“That’s between them, then.”

Yasmine fell silent.

go of the bottle, only to find her Little Sun

support it.

chair, her

is over, are you

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

your place?”

it not

Yasmine glared at her.

and if that’s

kick me out

“Don’t provoke me.”

be close to my

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

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

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