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.

Chloe’s bedroom with two bottles of formula

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

demeanor had softened over the months of caring for

to get involved in the

remained unfazed. “He’s their great-grandfather. If he insists on coming, I

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

a comfortable position,

hand, gazed out the window

can’t think of

children. But until her discharge, Alyssa had barred him from so much as holding them. He could only look on from a distance, getting

reputation was terrible in Chloe’s mind, but on this issue, Yasmine seemed to have inadvertently spoken

least make a gesture?”

invitation?” Chloe replied

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

insult him. On the day, Alyssa

mother had brought up such a redundant topic, so that was the reason. But what did it have to

come of his own accord,

“That’s between them, then.”

Yasmine fell silent.

Sun still too small to hold it, and so she

her

over, are you planning to

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

it not

Yasmine glared at her.

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

kick me out if

“Don’t provoke me.”

to be close to

her lips into a gentle smile, “You’ve been baby-watching for a hundred days. How many sets of a hundred days does life give you?

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

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

the woman standing before me now is evading issues, far from solving them. Is

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

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

lips, staying silent this

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

stood up and joined her by

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

life and stop meddling with others.

the babies. If it’s convenient,

her daughter before taking the

at the two happy babies gazing up at her,

you miss Grandma if

“Ah-ee.”

“Doo-ah.”

little ones obligingly cooed in

so good to you, you’ll miss

“Mm-hmm.”

“Mm-hmm.”

life to live, right? To make her

her face, giggling and kicking their little limbs, their voices like

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