The Enticing CEO’s Chosen Bride

Chapter 1876

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.

…

afternoon, Yasmine entered Chloe’s bedroom with two bottles

placed the babies

over the months of caring for the twins, no longer the

will probably want to get involved in the celebration. What

“He’s their great-grandfather. If he insists on coming, I can’t

grand-daughter’s mouth. “He probably won’t cause any trouble. I’ve thought it through for him,

Sun found a comfortable position, hugging

hand, gazed out the

think of anything

had barred him from so much as holding them. He could only

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

make a

Chloe

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

On the day, Alyssa will probably

a redundant topic, so that

own accord, so why bother

“That’s between them, then.”

Yasmine fell silent.

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

back in her chair, her

over, are you planning to

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

not

Yasmine glared at her.

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

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

“Don’t provoke me.”

to be close

days. How many sets of a hundred days does life give you? You sure

live to see the day when I’d be scorned by my own daughter, let alone

remember her, was an independent, strong, and charismatic woman. Decisive and clear-cut

paused, looking at her with a smile, “But the woman standing before me now is evading issues,

a burp cloth

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

pursed her lips, staying silent

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

stood up and joined her by the window,

the arched bridge beside the manor, a fixture in

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

babies. If it’s convenient, I’ll bring them over to

her breath, casting a cold glance at her

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

miss Grandma if

“Ah-ee.”

“Doo-ah.”

little ones obligingly cooed in

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

“Mm-hmm.”

“Mm-hmm.”

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

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

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