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.”

His grip tightened at her words.

Noticing the sudden change in his expression, she instantly regretted her plea. “Don’t go too hard please.”

“I’ll try.” His response was terse, his passion unleashed.

Chloe bit her lip. This was going to be intense.

The celebration banquet was a hive of activity.

Employee after employee called, each eager to attend the twins’ celebration.

Chloe was initially hesitant, fearing too many guests would lead to chaos, but once Damon said he’d handle the arrangements, she gave her consent.

Elizabeth, ever the worrier, wanted the twins’ celebration to be grand and had spent days overseeing the plans. Naturally, the children’s care fell mostly on Yasmine and Chloe.

in the afternoon, Yasmine entered Chloe’s bedroom with

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

months of caring for the twins, no longer the

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

their great-grandfather. If he insists on

mouth. “He probably won’t cause any trouble. I’ve thought it through for him, and he really doesn’t have much to

comfortable

hand, gazed out the

can’t think of anything

her hospital stay, she’d heard about Presley’s frequent visits to see the children. But until her discharge, Alyssa had barred him from so much as holding them. He could only look on from a

on this issue, Yasmine seemed to

you at least make a gesture?”

invitation?” Chloe

personality, he wouldn’t accept such courtesy. In his eyes, attending his great-grandchildren’s

him. On the day, Alyssa will probably know how to ‘insult’ him better

such a redundant topic, so that was the reason. But what

he would come of his own accord, so why bother with such a

“That’s between them, then.”

Yasmine fell silent.

tested letting go of the bottle, only to find her Little Sun still

her chair, her gaze

over, are you planning

faced Chloe, her expression growing displeased. “What, you’re tired of me staying at your

it not long

Yasmine glared at her.

and if that’s not enough, I’ll

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

“Don’t provoke me.”

be close

give you? You

I’d live to see the

remember her, was an independent, strong, and charismatic woman. Decisive and clear-cut in her actions, she never dawdled or

now is evading

Chloe gently wiped their mouths with a burp cloth and stood up, cradling the empty bottles and walking

could outright buy a patch of my land to settle

pursed her lips, staying

the empty bottles and wiping the babies’ mouths, she mused, “Do you think I

and joined her by the window, gazing

figure on the arched

own life and stop meddling with others. If you think

see the babies. If it’s convenient, I’ll bring them

casting a cold glance at her

back to the center of the twin cribs, looking down at the two happy babies gazing up at her, her face unable to hide

you miss Grandma

“Ah-ee.”

“Doo-ah.”

ones obligingly

been so good to

“Mm-hmm.”

“Mm-hmm.”

soft cheeks and whispered, “But Grandma has her own life to live, right? To make her

kept their eyes fixed on her face, giggling and kicking their

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