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

the sunlight was warm. Chloe placed the babies by the window,

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

involved in the celebration. What are your thoughts?”

great-grandfather. If he insists on coming, I can’t

milk from her grand-daughter’s mouth. “He probably won’t cause any

found a comfortable position, hugging his

one hand, gazed out the

think of anything

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

this issue, Yasmine seemed to have inadvertently spoken

least make a gesture?”

invitation?” Chloe replied

eyes, attending

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

redundant topic, so that

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

“That’s between them, then.”

Yasmine fell silent.

find her Little Sun

her gaze returned to

celebration banquet is over, are you planning

faded as she faced Chloe, her expression growing

not

Yasmine glared at her.

and if that’s not enough,

kick me

“Don’t provoke me.”

be close

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

see the day when I’d be scorned by

and charismatic woman. Decisive and clear-cut in her actions,

paused, looking at her with a smile, “But the woman standing before me now is evading issues, far from solving them. Is this

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

person could outright buy a patch of

her lips, staying

the babies’ mouths, she mused, “Do you think

her by the window,

daily, they’d see the same figure on the arched bridge beside the manor, a fixture in

life and stop meddling with others. If you think I’m an eyesore in your house, I’ll

you’re always welcome to see the babies. If it’s convenient, I’ll bring them over to see

her daughter before taking the bottles and

looking down at the two happy babies gazing up at her, her

you miss Grandma if she

“Ah-ee.”

“Doo-ah.”

obligingly cooed

heartily, “I know, Grandma’s been so good to you, you’ll miss

“Mm-hmm.”

“Mm-hmm.”

her own life to live, right? To make her happy,

but they kept their eyes fixed on her face, giggling and kicking their little limbs, their voices

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