Dark Secrets of the Blind Husband

To her surprise, Damien suddenly stood too close to Cherise. They were so close that her lips brushed against his face when she turned.

Sparks flew between them.

In the next moment, Damien pressed Cherise onto the sofa, kissing her passionately.

“Cherry,” he said affectionately. “We’ve been apart for a day. I miss you.”

Cherise appeared incredulous. She pushed him away, rejecting his kiss. “Really? It’s only been a day.”

“It’s true,” Damien replied, looking at her with his deep–set eyes. Cherise could even see her blushing face reflected in them, which made her blush even harder.

“We were inexplicably separated for five years. I’ve spent five years yearning for you. I want you to make up for it twice as much every day.”

Having said that, he didn’t even give her time to catch her breath before kissing her passionately.

The air between them became charged with ambiguity and tension. Cherise was immersed in his lingering kiss, unable to free herself.

“Let’s go back to the room. The kids could come downstairs at any time…”

up. “Those kids can

said they wanted a third or fourth

humor. “Children are troublesome no matter how many you have. So, I might as well have a few more. It

him. “Do you know

can share the pain with

pursed her lips. “I don’t

want to

give birth!”

held her and kicked open the bedroom door. “You have

to say something, but he sealed her words with a kiss. He laid her

no say in the matter,

he skillfully took out one. “Why… do you have this at home?”

problem?” Damien looked at her and smiled playfully. “You said you more kids. Have

made Cherise nervously stutter,

and reorganized her thoughts. “I mean… why do