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.

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

weather had cooled, but the sunlight was warm. Chloe placed the babies by the window, basking them in the

demeanor had softened over the months of caring for the

the celebration. What

“He’s their great-grandfather. If he

of milk from her grand-daughter’s mouth. “He probably won’t cause any trouble. I’ve thought it through for him, and he

Sun found a comfortable position, hugging his

with one hand, gazed out the window before turning back with

think

about Presley’s frequent visits to see the children. But until her discharge, Alyssa had barred him from so much

but on this issue, Yasmine seemed to have inadvertently

you at least make

invitation?” Chloe

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

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

that was the reason. But what did it have

he would come of his own accord, so

“That’s between them, then.”

Yasmine fell silent.

bottle, only to find her Little Sun still too small to hold it, and so she continued

in her chair, her gaze returned

over, are you planning

smile faded as she faced Chloe, her expression growing displeased. “What, you’re tired of me

it not

Yasmine glared at her.

own property, and if that’s not enough, I’ll get you another

me out if I’m

“Don’t provoke me.”

want to be close to

life give you? You sure you

I’d live to see the day when I’d be scorned by my own

strong, and charismatic woman. Decisive and clear-cut in her actions, she never

now is evading issues, far from solving

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

linger any longer, I might start believing that that person could outright buy a patch of my land to

pursed her lips,

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

up and joined her by

see the same figure on the arched

“Live your own life and stop meddling with others. If you think I’m

see the babies. If it’s convenient,

her daughter before

the two happy babies gazing up at her, her face unable to hide

miss Grandma if

“Ah-ee.”

“Doo-ah.”

little ones obligingly cooed in

so good

“Mm-hmm.”

“Mm-hmm.”

live, right? To

babies didn’t understand Chloe’s words, but they kept their eyes fixed on her face, giggling

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