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 the

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

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

in the celebration.

If he insists

cause any trouble. I’ve thought

comfortable position, hugging his

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

can’t think of

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 distance, getting close now and then, only to be chased away

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

make a

Chloe replied

accept such courtesy. In his eyes, attending

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

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

of his own accord, so why bother with such

“That’s between them, then.”

Yasmine fell silent.

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

back in her chair, her gaze returned to

is over, are

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

it not long

Yasmine glared at her.

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

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

“Don’t provoke me.”

want to be close

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

the

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

me now is evading issues, far from solving them.

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

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

lips, staying silent this

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

stood up and joined her

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

stop meddling with others. If you think I’m an eyesore in

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

her daughter before

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

will you miss Grandma

“Ah-ee.”

“Doo-ah.”

ones obligingly

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

“Mm-hmm.”

“Mm-hmm.”

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

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

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