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 of formula to feed

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

for the twins, no longer the icy figure she

the

“He’s their great-grandfather. If he insists on

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

Sun found a comfortable position, hugging his bottle

the window before

think of

so much as holding them. He could only look

in Chloe’s mind, but on this issue,

least make a

Chloe replied

his eyes, attending his great-grandchildren’s celebration banquet is his right, and an

insult him. On the day, Alyssa will probably

such a redundant topic, so that was the reason. But what did

would come of his own accord, so why bother with

“That’s between them, then.”

Yasmine fell silent.

Little Sun still too small to hold it,

her gaze returned to the

banquet is over, are you planning

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

it not long

Yasmine glared at her.

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

kick me out if I’m in the

“Don’t provoke me.”

be close to

hundred days. How many sets of a hundred days does life give you? You sure you don’t want to tend to your own life? Using your grandkids as a shield

the day when I’d be scorned

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

with a smile, “But the woman standing before me now

with a burp cloth and stood up, cradling the empty bottles and walking over to

believing that that person could

pursed her lips, staying

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

stood up and joined her by the window,

the same figure on the arched bridge beside the

and stop meddling

welcome to see the babies. If

her daughter

the two happy babies gazing up at her, her

will you miss Grandma

“Ah-ee.”

“Doo-ah.”

ones obligingly cooed in

so good to you, you’ll miss her,

“Mm-hmm.”

“Mm-hmm.”

own life to live, right? To make her happy, we need to let her

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

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