Marrying the Man in the Dark

Chapter 162

Chapter 162 Dream and Illusion

The dream had lifted Cherise’s spirits and sparked hope, only to crumble into mere

illusion.

Using his finger, Damien raised her chin. “Mrs. Lenoir, was that inappropriate dream you. had there?”

Blushing at the dream memory, Cherise stammered, “N-no!”

“No?” The man chuckled and picked up the voice recorder from the table, pressing the play button.

“No, don’t…”

“Honey, stop kissing me.”

“There’s so much saliva, don’t kiss me…”

“No, I don’t mind your saliva, but stop kissing… I can’t catch my breath…”

The woman’s giggles echoed in the room.

Cherise’s face turned red as a beet, and she quickly wrapped herself in the blanket. “I didn’t say that!”

“It wasn’t me!”

embarrassing! She couldn’t believe she had said

to let

and pinning Cherise beneath him. “Mrs. Lenoir, let me enlighten you. When a normal

won’t be able to resist.”

for a second.

next moment, the man’s fiery lips pressed against hers. “You’ll find out

“Umph!”

Cherise was worn out by Damien before noon, feeling sore all over and with no desire

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lay in bed listening to the news with a

raised an eyebrow slightly.

A bit?

She was physically spent, practically stuck to the bed, but he, who

Monster!

as her feet were about to hit the floor, Damien suggested, “Why don’t you

he shifted to a more comfortable position and leaned against the bed. “You’re

shook her head. “No, better not…”

to bring her food would give away what had happened. Besides, it felt awkward and impolite to trouble the

her meal independently, her sore and, feeble

to grab onto the

jest, “Looks like your legs have given up

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