Dark Secrets of the Blind Husband

The stark contrast.in physical strength between them rendered her attempts futile in retrieving the recorder!

As the voices on the recorder grew more intense, Cherise made a split–second decision and clambered onto Damien, using every limb at her disposal.

Observing her genuine urgency, Damien casually loosened his grip, intentionally granting her access to the recorder.

Cherise finally wrested the device from his grasp, feeling triumphant.

Hastily, she reached for the power button, but in her haste, she accidentally pressed the volume button instead.

“You’re incredible…”

The volume of the woman’s voice soared immediately!

Wide–eyed with surprise, Cherise fumbled to locate the power button amidst Damien’s amused

With a deep breath, she finally found it, and the room fell silent.

“It’s finally quiet…” Cherise sighed in relief, momentarily forgetting their awkward position, her body inadvertently “riding” Damien.

However, as the tension in the air lingered, she sensed an uncomfortable shift.

Damien’s silent gaze,

stare’s intensity, she realized their posture’s ambiguous

to disentangle herself, she rose

she lost her balance in her endeavor to shift positions and

of her fall resulted in her soft

face to sting, and simultaneously, a sharp intake of breath escaped Damien’s throat.

sensation spread across her face, Cherise recoiled, only

looked at Damien with a hint of awkwardness, concern

herself, she understood that being hit could be quite painful, especially

his darkened expression, she could tell he

reached out to him,

her, his furrowed brows relaxing.

lips as he pulled her close, “Go

his embrace, Cherise couldn’t help

did he

in pain; his expression had darkened

pain he must have felt, he could hide it, look at her with tenderness, reassure her, and even… hold her gently and urge her

“Damien.”