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.

bedroom with two bottles of

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

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

probably want to get involved in the

unfazed. “He’s their great-grandfather. If he

wiped a dribble of milk from her grand-daughter’s mouth. “He probably won’t cause any trouble. I’ve thought

comfortable position, hugging his

out the window before

can’t think of anything

until her discharge, Alyssa had barred him from so much as

mind, but on this issue, Yasmine seemed to have inadvertently spoken on

least make

invitation?” Chloe

wouldn’t accept such courtesy. In his eyes, attending his great-grandchildren’s celebration banquet is his right, and an invitation would be an

him. On the day, Alyssa will probably know

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

invite, yet he would come of his own accord, so why

“That’s between them, then.”

Yasmine fell silent.

Sun still too small to hold it, and

back in her chair, her gaze

the celebration banquet is over,

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

not long

Yasmine glared at her.

your own property, and if that’s

me out if I’m in the

“Don’t provoke me.”

want to be close to my

of a hundred days does life give you? You sure you don’t want to tend to your own life? Using your grandkids

face darkened instantly, “I never thought I’d live to see the day when

an independent, strong, and charismatic woman.

smile, “But the woman standing before me now is evading issues, far

almost simultaneously. Chloe gently wiped their mouths with a burp cloth and stood

might start believing that that person could outright buy a patch of my land to settle

lips,

the babies’ mouths, she mused, “Do

joined her by

daily, they’d see the same figure on the arched bridge beside

“Live your own life and stop meddling with others. If

always welcome to see the babies. If it’s

at her daughter before taking the

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

you miss Grandma if she

“Ah-ee.”

“Doo-ah.”

little ones obligingly cooed in

laughed heartily, “I know, Grandma’s been so

“Mm-hmm.”

“Mm-hmm.”

own life to live, right? To make

her face, giggling and kicking their little limbs,

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