Marrying the Man in the Dark

Cradling Cherise, he bellowed, “Jacob!” His hoarse voice pierced the air.

Chaos erupted in the venue.

It wasn’t just Jacob.

Almost everyone in the room stood up and rushed over.

Charisa, plagued by poor health and consumed by worry for Cherise, knew that standing up would result in fainting.

While everyone else rushed to attend to the bride’s injuries, her biological mother remained calmly seated at a distance.

Maeve was seated next to her.

“To the hospital!”

After inspecting Cherise hand injury, he declared decisively, “It appears to have damaged the tendons and bones. We must get to the hospital!”

“Alright!”

As Jacob’s words echoed, Damien scooped Cherise into his arms and uttered, “Don’t be scared, Cherry.”

Cherise’s face was blanched from the agony.

But she smiled wearily at Damien and murmured, “I’m not scared.”

little painful… but I’m okay.”

would you

voice faltered for the first time, “Don’t speak, I’ll take

the

cold sweat

it or

towards the exit, “You are the priority.”

hand is equally important as well!”

venue as Damien carried

“Murder!!!”

Charisa Miles -!”

sent chills

disbelief as she struggled to escape Damien’s grasp.

frown deepened, acutely aware of Charisa’s

he doesn’t let Cherise down

girl and swiftly dashed back into the venue.

atmosphere inside the venue was sickeningly unpleasant, as the central area was filled with the stench

was nestled in Beckham’s arms.

gushed relentlessly from her wounded stomach, staining her pristine white

a mask, wielding a knife as Zachary firmly gripped her

drained the color from her

meet her maker with just a little more pressure from Zachary,

leaped out of Damien Lenoir’s arms

breath, gazed at Cherise’s blood-soaked hand with aching sorrow and muttered, “Silly girl.”