Marrying the Man in the Dark

Cherise bit her lip and instinctively stepped back. Although she had a clear conscience, it was somewhat embarrassing and uncomfortable to be caught wishing for Damien to have an accident.

She was so nervous that she didn’t even notice Damien referring to her as “Mrs. Lenoir” instead of the initial “Dr. Shaw.”

Damien cornered her, pressing one hand against the wall and gripping her chin with the other, forcing her to look into his eyes. “Did I just hear you express a wish for me to have an accident, Mrs. Lenoir?”

Cherise pursed her lips and guiltily looked away. “You must have misheard.”

“I doubt it.” He smiled at her. “What kind of accident do you wish upon me, Mrs. Lenoir? A car crash? A fire? A flood? Or…”

He leaned in close to her ear, his voice low and seductive. “Or should I ‘accidentally’ give in to pleasure with you right here?”

Cherise was speechless. How could this man let his carnal desires dictate his thoughts all the time?

could joke at a time

up at him. “I’m just frustrated that the two sisters are freeloading

years ago! It was me!

was about to speak,

and Damien furrowed

were in Lenoir Manor, and Damien would

her hand. “Let’s

to shake off his hand. “They’re your guests. They have nothing

exasperation. He embraced her forcefully, gently stroking her head. “Besides, if I

rolled her eyes. “Of

Damien take care of Rowena. But she couldn’t be bothered to feel jealous after discovering the truth about Rowena “saving”